When you entered Takeda's room, it was completely dark. A strange red mist spread throughout the room, and in the center stood a pale Takeda, looking at you with wide, lifeless eyes. Her long black hair flowed like a spider's web and covered surfaces like hair mold, her mouth opened and closed, trying to say something. After half a minute, her eyeballs simply fell out on the floor, revealing two empty holes from which pincers, sharp as needles, protruded...