I followed Yusa, slipping into a different alley than the one we had just entered.
A dark space where not even a sliver of light reached.
As we walked along, the few lingering signs of life vanished, leaving behind an absolute silence.
Creak.
Yusa sat down on an empty wooden crate, his pale green hair shifting slightly.
Watching him, I had a thought.
"He's strong."
Tam?
i think its greed translated