"Hm... so all of this is..." Vergil murmured, his eyes scanning the long list of wanted criminals. Papers were scattered across the table, filled with names, crimes, and disturbing descriptions.
He sighed, a hint of frustration in his voice. "Which one of these attacked Viviane?" he asked, narrowing his eyes as he examined the endless rows of criminal records.
As he read, thoughts began to form. 'To think that Angels, Demons, and Fallen Angels have so many common targets... Could the concept of "celestial justice" be more flexible than I imagined?'
Sapphire, leaning against the edge of the table, was the first to break the silence. "That's the problem, all of these bastards are somehow connected... Like a..."
