Jahreon was sitting inside his room when he heard a commotion from the outside. He could heard sound of swords clashing.
'They finally made a move,' Jahreon thought as he let out a soft sigh.
He had expected the attack to come. After all, not only their plan was destroyed, even he, an Apostle, was now in the hands of their enemies. In order to keep the existence of the organization before the ideal time, they would after his life sooner and later.
'Not only that.'
Jahreon narrowed his eyes at the air. Since yesterday, the air around the mansion had been saturating with spores of unknown things that kept sucking the dark mana from his inner demon.
"To think that they can even bring the Umbrella Into their side... Tizmilly Fallburn, or that man," Jahreon looked at the corner of the room. "They had a secret that was way more valuable than me... So why do you targeted me instead? Was it the Grandmaster's order, or..."
