Sigma walked into a dingy office the Decay of Angels used sometimes, and a bucket of water that was set up to splash on them falls off the door, causing Sigma to jump slightly at the suddenness of it. Yet the water doesn’t soak Sigma like expected.

Nearby there’s silly giggles and within a blink of an eye you, Nikolai Gogol, use your ability to appear in front of Sigma.

“That was a very foolish trick, Nikolai…”

Despite their words, there was a small smile on Sigma’s lips.