"Yes — they shall feel my wrath!"
He turned. Facing Tohm, Manguino then lifted the front of his robes.
Tohm looked up at Manguino and smiled then his head disappeared under
Manguino's robes.
CHAPTER NINE
Over a week had passed since the feast-day at Halls, and once more the city of Pomperaque seemed to have returned to normal. There was, however, a feeling of apprehension that loomed over the city, though, but no one really gave it much thought.
Pomperaque was relatively quiet. The markets and bazaars weren't as lively and there seemed to be some kind of event, at Halls.
As far as most people were concerned, there wasn't anything obviously wrong.
No one noticed the reek of conspiracy rising from the depths of hell to fill the masses with a weakness that soon took them over.
The nature of the day sapped the power of spirit from everyone, and they all were vulnerable and passive like sheep.
Brook and those in his household had behaved oddly this day. They were loose with their thoughts and spoke out without cares or fears for anything or anyone. Their hearts felt light and Brook had felt at ease and he believed that since Manguino had not avenged Allen's death by now, he had indeed followed Brook's order to 'let it pass'.