C2295 End

"Ah!"

A pained scream erupted from the Umbrella Emperor.

His body went slack, collapsing to the ground with a vacant stare and a visage frozen in terror. He hadn't even grasped how he met his end.

The figure known as Afterimage then cupped his fists in a bow, offering an apologetic tone, "My apologies, Third Young Master, for the unintended offense to your sight."

"Enough, Afterimage