�preparation?�

Abella whispered in Havitz�s arms.

�I�m going to tie you up tight.�

�where are you?�

As the steel wire caught in the skeleton�s finger swayed, Natasha�s speed increased even more.

�There, right aisle.�

The sumodo that Natasha was wearing on her arm read out Crouch�s movements through the clear poem.

�It has gone too far.�What�s over there?�

�doesn�t exist.�trying to get as far away as possible

hey.�Maybe this could be dangerous.�

As they walked away from Harvitz�s apartment, it was clear that they had specific intentions they didn�t know about.

�Turn left here.�

Turning at right angles, Natasha ran down the long corridor.

�It must be a trap.�

�maybe.�But not a trap for us.�It is something we have to check.�

The place they arrived at was the dungeon of the imperial castle Marsak, and it was also a dead end on the last floor.

�Here you are.�

Crouch greeted him, holding the severed head in one hand.

�Your throat was cut, how are you alive?�

Natasha said in wonder, but Sumodo realized the seriousness of the situation.

�What are you up to?�

The severed head flashed open his eyes.

�nothing.�I am just looking for a place to die.�

�okay?�

Sumodo said.

�catch.�Never kill.�

Natasha�s body disappeared as if evaporating, and suddenly appeared with Crouch�s face stolen.

Woo woo woo woo!

With that alone, a strong wind blew through the dungeon.

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