Aaron stood there for a while, shock evident on his face.
The nameless guy actually gave him an indescribable sense of danger, and just like that... he died?
Not willing to buy the story, he asked.
"How exactly was he killed?"
Tony and Mike stared at themselves. By now, their both attitudes seem humble unlike their first encounter with Aaron.
Tony answered:
"It was an octopus. It's massive tentacles wrapped around him and pulled into the black river. There was no way to get him back out, and... he did not resurface after ten complete hours so, we assumed that he's dead."
Aaron's face darkened.
"Why wasn't I informed about this? When the black river was ruthlessly dried up by my World's doom, he vanished alongside! He shouldn't be dead. Only, he would be dead if we don't go back and rescue him."
His voice was very cold.
And in a commanding tone, he shouted.
"Stop the ship!"
