“Did he hurt you? Did he touch you?” Arlecchino cradles your face in her hands, which are now both covered in blood.

You going missing shattered her, the Harbingers can confirm that. The second she learned who took you and where you were, all bets were off. And here she is now…your captor’s blood on her hands, his life at an end.

“Did anyone else touch you? Who else do I need to hurt, my darling?”