50. weak, spaghetti-alike human hands.

"Hello?" Usually, he didn't answer calls in such a tense manner, yet given how late it was, the caller didn't leave him an option to act differently. Of course, at this time, nobody could think of having a friendly conversation, so there must be something wrong.

"Hey, buddy, how's life?" Rhydian chuckled, standing next to Piper's lifeless body, feeling no remorse at all.

"Damn, man, I thought some