After cleaning up the dead bodies in the premises of the Villa Della Morte, Electra, Midas, and Kian all gathered around in her office. Electra sat on her chair behind her desk, putting her feet on her desk while Midas and Kian plopped on the couch after putting the black box on the coffee table.
Electra pouted when she saw the state of her leg. Her tibia and fibula are both exposed as the flesh surrounding it is either torn or burned. Then she looked at her growing arm and it made her feel more frustrated.
Then she looked at Kian and Midas who are casually relaxing on her couch. She frowned when she noticed that both men are drenched with blood and filth.
She put her legs down and huffed.
“You two are all bloody, how dare you sit on my Italian leather couch,” Electra complai
