The dark espers couldn't help but narrow their eyes at Nerio. Ace glanced at Clow and said softly, "Looks like things will be much easier than we imagined."
Clow adjusted his glasses, stepped forward slightly, and spoke gently to Nerio, "Of course. We knew you wouldn't let anyone die. You are a kind-hearted child."
Nerio said nothing. By now, his tears had stopped falling. The kind and compassionate boy seemed lost in his thoughts—at least, the others believed.
Meanwhile, Matthew and a few others looked at Nerio and the dark espers with grim expressions. Nerio was too kind—so kind that they feared he would be taken advantage of. And they weren't sure they had the power to protect him.
They weren't even sure they could protect themselves from the dungeon.
Matthew turned to look at Kely.
At that moment, she was hunched over, hands clutching her head, her eyes wide open—filled only with fear and despair. Tears streamed down uncontrollably as if they might wash her eyes away.
