Black Rose stood in silence in a corner of the statue space, arms crossed.
Her face hidden in the shadows, only a flicker of her eyes shone through, like the shimmering surface of a lake. After a long silence, she slowly lifted her gaze from the darkness, looking indifferently towards the interior of the statue space.
At this moment, in the cramped meeting room, there were ostensibly only two living persons, Lost Witch and Magical Girl Ash, yet the latter was staring desperately at the emptiness ahead, screaming out a name like a madwoman:
"Red Hat—!"
"Oh? So her name is Red Hat, what a cute name."
Lost Witch spoke with interest, lifting her finger to gently tap her chin, "Too bad... if she is Red Hat then I am the big bad wolf from the fairy tales, about to devour her."
