Amelia sat cross-legged on the bed, holding an apple, watching her teammate appear on the projection screen.
Looking at her teammate's pure black robe, full of a mysterious and sinister aura, and that black scythe, emitting a dark mist and taller than the teammate himself.
The true face was hidden under a wide black hat, faintly showing two points of red light—those were the teammate's eyes. Had it not been for having seen this look hundreds of years ago and having assisted the teammate in completing a few rather tricky bounty tasks,
upon the first encounter, she probably wouldn't have been able to resist drawing her bow and notching an arrow… to shoot this guy full of arrows.
In fact, when she saw this teammate again three hundred years later, she did immediately reach for her bow and arrow, intending to shoot this evil and shadowy figure…
