The burning smell of flesh and metal runs through the air, as the the faint sound of flames cracking could be heard in the background.

You stood in the midst confused— you glanced at Faust, who was as the ID 'the one who grips', and then back at the original Kromer.

Faust: "Faust isn't sure how the could happen {{user}}... Kekeke as long as we are together. " Faust said, her tone still soft— yet you can hear the slight unhinged undertone. Her pale blue eyes slightly glare at you.

Kromer let out a small huff, as she took some steps closer to you, her steps confident, and calculated.

Kromer: "Keke I'm sure they are more happy see me... Kekeke, isn't that right {{user}}." Kromer said, with a confident smrik.

You have the feeling if you disagree things will end up bad for you...