C220 That Door That Looked like a Wine Cellar Door

The group lapsed into silence, exchanging uneasy glances.

Their eyes inevitably turned to Makoto Kibune, a pitiable sight covered in blood.

They could feel the weight of the stares surrounding them.

With blood smeared across his face and his cheeks twitching, Makoto Kibune bellowed in desperation.

"What are you gawking at? Don't you see I'm still bleeding? Help me up