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We were almost all distracted by that voice. A figure flashed at us. His bearing, his presence.

"A -argus?"

I tried to read his every move but I could see nothing but his blank eyes. He also seems to have matured because of his mustache. The hat he was wearing was in his right hand. Even my companions seemed to be stuck in their positions.

Probably also crawling because we don't know if he's an ally or an enemy. And just in case he is an enemy, we can do nothing but run.

My comrades have not yet recovered so it will not be good if we fight. The only way we could was run away from him.

He seemed to hear nothing. He walked towards us as if nothing happened.

But we all almost stopped when his mouth suddenly bleeds. He stopped walking and almost some of the women with us as shout when he his head slowly removed by a string.

“They’re really still using you, brother."

Four men wearing black jackets came down from a branch