C157 Undead Earth
"Oh?"
The golden-striped enforcer let out a soft 'hmm' sound. He mused for a moment before smiling silently at the man in the golden rack. He appeared to have guessed something. The answer to all of these questions was already in his chest at this moment.
"Everyone, we should hurry up and capture him and interrogate him. If he runs away, that would be a huge loss