Chapter 11: Heart Drill (2)
The absolute silence was surreal—almost unbelievable—that this place had been filled with gunfire, explosions, and screams just moments ago.
Now, only the sound of the wind threading through the buildings remained in this open lot.
The eerie quiet dissipated when a black-haired woman spoke to me.
“W-what the hell...?”
Her voice carried the weight of someone witnessing something beyond belief.
Fear and awe clashed in her eyes.
For a moment, her gaze wavered before settling, her head shaking slowly.
“No... Thank you. Really.”
She straightened her posture and locked eyes with me.
“I’m Onyx from the Concrete Family. Who are you?”
The moment I heard those words, a strong sense of déjà vu hit me.
The first time I met Amber... it had been the same. The same atmosphere. The same question.