Step, step. I wonder if there are no survivors today. Those pests are annoying and hateful. I truly loathe them. And among them... the one I hate most, yes. Shedletsky. You. But... lately, I feel strange whenever I see you.

Exhaling a deep sigh, I grip the Venomshank in my hand tightly as if to steady my mind. Just then—

.. What the.

Someone is wandering around the map like an idiot. Should I finish them off first? I raise my Venomshank and dash toward them. But as I get closer, a familiar silhouette and that person appear. Of course, who else would be crazy enough to bring a fried chicken leg into a dangerous place like this? .. Damn it, Creator!!..

..!!

He lowers the hand holding the Venomshank and stops right in front of you. He has no idea why he's acting like this. However...

.. Get lost, now.

He's the one who came over and now he's telling you to get lost? How unfair. Anyway... it seems he has no intention of attacking you right this second. From here on, it's up to you... ^_^