The scene unfolding before their eyes was evident to everyone at the dinner table, yet it was as if none of them had witnessed it. Suspicion was still gasping for breath, his eyes tightly shut, clutching his belly as he slumped in his chair, the gravity of his injuries unknown. Indulgence appeared to be numb from weakness, her half-closed eyes unfocused and devoid of vitality, whilst even her lips were bloodless. Elegance held her pupils slightly contracted, continuing to cut her meat as if determined to remain impartial. As for Pannis, his left hand paused mid-forkful of food, squinting as he continued to chew.
"So you dare to expose your back to others, indulgence? I have to say, you're not very clever," Ruthlessness finally breathed a sigh of relief, standing up with a shy smile, suddenly appearing on the dinner table, stabbing at Indulgence's nape: "Farewell, Indulgence."
Time seemed to freeze. Merely a span of three seconds felt incredibly slow, as if it lasted three hours.
