"I've lost my mind?" Nine echoed the words. "I've lost my mind?"
At that moment, every Shadewell member in the shadow felt a chilling gaze that sent shivers down their spines.
It was as if a deranged demon had crawled out from the depths of hell, from the endless abyss. Even Crow felt a touch of unease.
However, the gaze vanished as quickly as it had appeared.
"...Then consider me mad if you will, Lord Crow," she murmured softly.
"I'd rather be mad, rather be wrong, because if that's the case... Mr. Ansel wouldn't suffer so much."
— Nine is finished.
All Shadewell members concluded unanimously.
The corruption of the Abyss intertwined with her obsession for Ansel had destroyed her sanity. Although it was peculiar that she had seemed so lucid before, she was now undoubtedly speaking nonsense.
