The huge doors in the castle's top most floor opened with a creak. Smoke drifted up from the first floor and Cris was on his way up, climbing the stairs leisurely. The first floor was already on fire.
A man was sitting on the window sill, looking outside into the darkness when Cris stepped into the room.
"I'm surprised you didn't escape," Cris said. Cris looked disheveled, his clothes were shredded and his whole body was covered with nothing but blood. His hand was on the door's frame like he was supporting himself. He still felt weak, but remembering Kelvin's face as he beg him, Cris grit his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury.
The man finally looked at him. And it didn't even surprise Cris that it is his old master. In the Underworld, only few people had the guts to came at him and
