Effie remained silent for a while, then coughed sheepishly.
"Oh. Right. Makes sense."
Sunny wanted to say more, but at that moment, a new PTV appeared out of the rain, sliding on the wet asphalt and stopping just in front of them.
He would have prepared for another fight if not for the fact that this PTV was quite familiar — it was Effie's family car, which they had entrusted to ȒÅꞐÖʙĚ𝙨
Morgan.
Sunny had suspected that getting the Other Mordret out would not be easy. So, Morgan had been left behind to make sure that his security detail did not catch up to them, then follow them from a distance.
Her secondary goal had been to check if anyone else was following the CEO of the Valor Group — as a result, she called Effie and informed her about the pursuing vehicles.
Granted, the plan did not go as intended, in the end. Sunny had hoped to meet up with Morgan further down the road and change vehicles before retreating back to the abandoned church, so that nobody could track them. Sadly, the pursuers ended up acting far more aggressively than he had anticipated, resulting in a car crash and a bloody fight.
…In hindsight, it was for the best.
If everything had gone without a hitch, Saint would not have absorbed the white mist and regained some of her power.
The door of Effie's PTV opened, and Morgan walked out into the rain, still wearing oversized clothes.
It was a bit funny, to see the elegant Princess of Valor in such a peculiar outfit… but Sunny wisely held his comments back,knowing that he could very
well lose at least a finger or two if he said anything.
Morgan stopped for a moment to take in the sight of the carnage.
An overturned PTV was enveloped in flames, with a pillar of black smoke rising into the sky. Another vehicle was standing tilted to one side, its entire forward portion crushed. The road was covered in blood, with two motionless bodies soaking in the rain.
Sunny and Effie were both battered and sitting on the ground, Saint was standing above them with a lost expression, while the Other Mordret was unconscious, his stylish suit charred and dirty.
Morgan stared at him for a long while, then sneered and looked away.
"Having fun without me? What, were these two highly skilled, elite assassins too?"
Sunny shook his head.
"They were trained, for sure… but actually, there had been eight of them."
Effie nodded somberly.
"Until Miss Saint shot six of them dead, and then... ate them."
Saint flinched and looked at her with wide eyes.
Morgan frowned.
"Let's leave the explanations for later. For now, get in the car."
Sunny hesitated for a few moments, then shook his head again.
"This altercation was far too public. We'll need to give some sort of explanation, unless we want to become official fugitives."
He sighed.
"And we can't become fugitives, because that would give the entire city a legitimate reason to hunt us down — an opportunity that the Castellan won't ever miss. So, take Saint and the Other Mordret and go. Effie and I will stay and deal with the repercussions."
Morgan gave him a cold glance, lingered for a while, and then nodded.
"Alright. You two look like you need to visit a hospital, anyway. I promise I won't kill this… person… before we meet again."
With that, she pulled her leather gloves up, bent down, and grabbed the Other Mordret.
"Dr. Saint, please get into the car."
Saint looked at her for a few moments, then quietly climbed into Effie's PTV.
Soon enough, the PTV drove off, leaving Sunny and Effie alone at the scene of the crime.
She sighed.
"You know what? I never thought I'd be a cop one day. What about you?"
Sunny considered her question for a bit.
"Actually, I had been a cop for a day, once."
She looked at him with a stunned expression.
"Really? What did you do?"
Sunny shrugged tiredly.
"Tracked an unhinged Awakened and helped the government put him down. You know how it is."
Effie stared at him for a while, then threw her head back and laughed.
"Oh?And when you did… did you think that you'll be the unhinged Awakened, one day?"
Sunny smiled tiredly.
To be honest, he had been a little bit unhinged back then, already...