A gas that makes you lose reason and go berserk the moment you inhale it.
Was it something akin to rabies or a rage virus? Either way, it was a headache-inducing problem.

The people still trapped inside the Enigma Auction were individuals that needed to be protected.

This incident wasn’t tied to anything illegal—it had occurred in a perfectly legitimate auction house.
Everyone inside had been unwillingly dragged into this mess, making them nothing more than innocent victims.

However, the moment they inhaled the gas and started rampaging, they instantly turned into threats that had to be neutralized.
And not just any kind of threat—one that had to be subdued quickly, without harming them, and before the number of casualties increased. A painfully difficult condition.

“Ugh… Hurry! Get outside! You can’t breathe in any more of this gas!”
“Waaaah! Run away!”
“We’re all gonna die! We’re all gonna diiiiie!”

Alice swiftly subdued a rampaging man with a sleeper hold.
Without a moment to hesitate, she raised her voice and directed people toward the exit.

However, the chaos inside only continued to escalate, as more and more people lost their senses.
The situation, now fully ignited, wasn’t going to settle down easily, and the casualties were only rising.