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Mara didn’t look at Lock. “...no, not everyone,” she said coldly. “Some people couldn’t make it.” At that moment, an unlucky soldier came around a corner. Mara, without stopping, grabbed his head and slammed it against the wall. His head was drug against the wall, leaving a gruesome trail of blood, bone, and brain tissue on the wall as the soldier’s head was slowly scraped away into nothingness.

After a while longer they finally made it to the bunker. There were mamono and humans all over the place, frantically trying to patch people up. Deruella seemed to be unconscious as well as Robert, whom the Liches and even a Red Slime were working furiously to try and patch up.

Meanwhile, inside Robert’s head: Deruella looked at the figure with surprise. It was Mara. Well, not exactly. It was more accurate to say that it was a representation of how Robert viewed Mara. “Robert, why do these representations want to kill you? Is that really how you think of us? You know that we would never try to hurt you, right? So then why…?” Deruella’s voice was shaky as she tried to understand why these representations acted as they did.