“My siblings...My siblings…” 

As Specter chased after Torres to the hall, Marco stood up as if he was possessed. He couldn’t take more than a few steps before he vomited again. 

“Bleeghh! Ugh…”

Marco was a responsible older brother, but he was still only 19. He was too young to watch dozens of fiends explode like water balloons. 

“Anna...Shu...Leo...Finn…” Remembering his younger siblings, Marco struck his trembling legs. He barely managed to stand up, but he slowly started to make his way to the benches, where his siblings had collapsed. The sea of blood made the ground slippery, and the stench of iron pricked his nose with every step he took. 

“Wake up! Anna! Leo!”

When he made it to the bench, he tried to shake them awake but they remained unconscious. Even though they had become fiends, the children were only level 1. They couldn’t handle Specter’s venomous bloodthirst. 

“What do I do...What do I do?”

Just as he was panicking, the...