Arte walked past the dark place’s door to find himself inside a room.

The room’s wall was stained with blood, while on the ground, blood was pooling in a disgusting mess of flesh, bone, and viscera.

Looking ahead, Arte noticed a face he'd seen earlier in the day but couldn't believe he'd seen in the Rose Blanche.

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standing amidst that gory mess.

Despite having blood all over him, his silver hair and blue eyes made him stand up.

He slowly turned his head toward Arte, surprised to see him here, and asked, incredulous, "Arte... What are you… doing here?"

"I’m the one who should be asking that, Mael. What are you doing here?" Noticing the floating pool of blood next to him, Arte asked, "What have you done? "