Being able to suddenly kill into the interior of the mysterious train was something that had never happened since the appearance of the mysterious train.
A sudden and powerful killing intent filled every carriage.
All the passengers aboard the carriages shivered in fear.
The chilling intent of the killer made them feel as though they were enveloped in a cold ice cave.
Yet, no one dared to move.
This power, for them, was too vast and overwhelming, a force absolutely not to be defied.
In contrast, Attendant Number One was very calm.
Attendant Number One, older even than the train conductor, now slowly took off his mask.
"So you knew about me already. But it makes sense, we both carry the scent of the old era, don't we?"
Mel's face was delicate, as if time had hardly left any marks on her.
Having been a level four Mutator many years ago, her current state was now unknowable.
She was the most powerful existence on the train.
