Seraphim barely had enough time to elaborate on her claims before Light stole the moment.
The clone began handing out the sheets in its hand with a cocky and proud look.
Halo's jaw dropped the moment he looked. The handwriting was his. The phrasing and the awkward sentence structure, all of it was his mediocre style, exactly.
But that slight humor vanished not long after.
His suspicions were right, Light knew more about the Sinners than it had initially told them. The clone took its time to write everything it saw on Inferno Moist in detail.
"Are you sure about this, Light?"
Seraph asked, and Light responded with a nod.
Halo sighed.
Light claimed the Crawlers were created by something airborne. It had observed many Sinners fleeing in panic, their breath coming in gasps as if choking on the air itself.
However, when they returned, they appeared more powerful and were somehow attracted to the castle. Light recognized them as Crawlers immediately.
