Apart from the man on stage, within the bodies of every cloaked figure in attendance, strange substances were being pulled away.
"Choose me, I am ready!" people shouted loudly, yet Dilio only smiled without responding.
Martha looked around and finally, her gaze rested on Roger.
"This gentleman..."
Roger lifted his head.
"Don't you want to give it a try?"
"Alright then."
Roger nodded slightly without hesitation and walked up to the stage.
But just as Martha was about to remove the mask from Roger's face, Dilio standing beside her suddenly spoke up:
"What are you here for?"
He frowned, holding the mask in his hand, "I'm afraid I cannot give you what you want."
"You know what I want?"
Roger was intrigued.
"I don't know, but the only thing I am sure of is that you are different from them!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the scene around them changed abruptly!
