The voice was cheerful as if he was talking to someone about a festival that was about to take place.
They whirled around, all of them except Julius, who was already resting his back against the wall.
And beside him was a man in his early thirties who wore brown trousers and an overlong black shirt with stains on it. His eyes were light black. He smiled, one of his hands resting against Julius's shoulder.
"Eh? Don't you hear my greetings? HELLO GUYS!"
They heard him.
But they were simply too shocked to reply.
Even Severin, who was expecting something, wasn't expecting something like what was happening.
He got a sinking feeling then, as if stones were thrown into his stomach, dropped right in the middle.
'...shit... the author didn't really go into detail about this character... he is incredibly dangerous...'
And Severin acted.
While others were frozen still in surprise, he acted.
