Black Halloween Commemorative Illustration

“What?! N-no, you’re joking, right?”

“Does it look like a joke?”

The shadowy hand reached for Penelope’s neck, as though it could snap it right then and there.

But he could not exert much force.

If not for the shackles restraining Sitri, he would have killed her without mercy, golden goose or no golden goose.

The thought that she was still useful held Ferda back.

“I’ll give you one last chance to explain.”

“E-explain? Uh….”

She pretended to rack her brains, then said,

“It’s black.”...