[Accidental Voice Post]

[darkvonkarma]

[shuffling. Clacking of heels.]..

...?

why did this road smell like....burnt flesh?

Hmph. Foolish murdering fools. Can't they go be foolish smewhere el -

[Thunk as the communicator is dropped. Silence.]

m....

M-miles...?

[she runs to his body, turns him over. There's no response - he's dead or unconscious. Franziska's breathing is suddenly

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[voice]

[maskxdemasque]

Wh... what's going on!? Is Mr. Edgeworth a-alright...?

[voice]

[darkvonkarma]

stupid fool playing with fire...

[voice]

[maskxdemasque]

H-huh? But, what's going on!?

[darkvonkarma]

Are you too foolish to figure it out!?

[maskxdemasque]

U-u-umm, i-is he hurt...?