Optics cast themselves down at the cage.
A pity, really. Eiirwyn felt thankful for
being normal and not be kept in these
torturing cages. She seemed too calm to
properly act around the ringmaster.
After all, she did come here to investigate.
This is the work of the underworld,
she concluded. Probably the same people
who are involved with the Black Market,
and the government.
Twisted bastards. All of them.
All of them should fucking go to hell.
“You clearly don’t have a license or
a degree of a doctor. You’re violating
the rights of these poor people.
You’re a monster—
The monster in this circus.”
♛【 “What rights?” He raised an eyebrow, questioning the girl, “As you can tell, they are no longer human, they’ve had parts of them removed and limbs tossed. They are just poor creatures, wrong place, wrong time.” Edgar sighed, he’d heard it all before, ‘oh, you’re such a monster, Edgar.’ the whole monster thing was becoming overdone. “You should meet my father if you want to meet someone who’s a real monster.” His feelings slipped out of his mouth, not realizing what he said. 】