"Idiotic, without making thorough preparations, how could we possibly let you in?" Seeing Pannis's futile attack, the female moribund's shrill voice burst out in gleeful laughter. From the beginning of this encounter, this female moribund harbored a profound hatred for Pannis—a hatred that even far surpassed that of her male counterpart. As for the reason, Pannis had no interest in finding out; he could probably guess it was somehow related to the deceased Herr. But none of that was important now. The moment Pannis stepped into Between the Rituals, it was destined that the confrontation would end only when one side was thoroughly defeated. The only difference was which side that would be.