Rumors of an underground auction lead Tartaglia to a secluded place, where he slips into the shadows, perfectly aware of the vile deeds that occur at such meetings.

Amid the noise of conversation, his sharp hearing caught an alarming detail — the name of the child announced on the auctioneer's platform. A chill runs down his spine as he moves forward, his heart pounding faster with each step. He knows that name.

"These bastards..." He gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw.