In the pouring rain, the 'Spirit Medium' inquired indifferently while holding an umbrella.
The figure crouched in the alley was coughing up blood incessantly.
When the figure lifted their head to look at Arthur, their eyes were filled with horror.
"Monster! Monster!"
"You monster!"
The figure muttered, trying to struggle to stand, but the recoil from earlier made their efforts seem ridiculously futile.
Even with all their strength, they couldn't stand up.
Just trying to roll over, they were already exhausted.
The figure lay there, gasping for air in great heaves.
Only then did Arthur notice that their chest was charred black.
As if burned by fire.
And like...
Struck by lightning!
Instantly, an idea formed in Arthur's mind, but he maintained the same smile on his face, looking at the figure lying on their back in the rain, and asked again,
"Sir, do you think I look like a human, or a god?"
