Chapter Four Page 21
Man #1: Son of a–!
Camellia: I think you should leave now.
Reseda: What, so soon? Don’t you want your knife back?
Man #2: Back off, man! Whatever she’s on, you don’t wanna mess with that!
Reseda: Cretins. Are you hurt, Master?
Camellia: Reseda, I–How can you ask that? You’re the one who–