"Who... who are you?"
The feminine voice echoed through the pilot room, where a total of two people were casually sitting before the train's control center, while two others were sitting on the ground, blood around their figures.
The question came from the elf lady whose jaw Ryuk had blown off, but turning to look at her, he saw that her jaw had already begun healing.
In fact, the bones had recovered, leaving just the skin to grow back.
Ryuk's eyebrow furrowed in slight displease.
"Should I blow off your jaw once more, so you stop asking me questions?" Ryuk replied, his expression showing his unwillingness to engage in any probing nonsense.
Marias kept her mouth shut, reclining against the wall while her cheek slowly healed.
