Chapter 64 Blood and Sacrifice – Part 2
Seeing the general being blasted away from the devious shot, Seryu's eyes turn into a shade of redness. The single-eyed general has just saved her own life! But now he is being blasted into pieces because of those malicious Night Raid assassins! The amount of anger she possesses is beyond description. If one can decipher a message from that expression, then it would be nothing other than total annihilation.
ROAR!
If Koro was a monster, then it is now a demon. The sheer roar from that biological Teigu is able to stun its enemies. Without a decent preparation, anyone would be mentally engulfed by that terrifying outcry.
Even a trained assassin.
One second.
That is how long Mine's mind freezes itself from any form of clear thinking.
And that is all what the demon needs.
SHINK!
"WAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
The biological Teigu vigorously grips the pinkette in its arm. Aside from the frightening scream she is making, Sheele can feel the pain of her friend by just seeing the distressed expression on Mine's face – it is the mixture of anguish, fear, hopelessness, and above all, despair.
Is this how Mine is going to die? After she risks her own life to create an opportunity for her friend to escape? In that specific second, Sheele reacts instinctively to the situation.
"Extase!"
A bright light shines across the battlefield. It's burning lumens immediately cause everyone to be overcame by a temporary blindness. Within that specific second, her pair of scissors perfectly dismembers that atrocious arm of the standing giant, leaving a trail of internal body liquids scattered around the ground.
"She – Sheele!"
Feeling the sudden release of force from her body, the pinkette gracefully crashes onto the ground. Her eyes are filled with thankfulness and joy – she knows that she can always count on her friend.
Yet –
SLUCK.
"SHEELE! NO!"
What was that sound? A small moment of confusion comes over Sheele's mind as she turns her head from the crippled demon to her friend. Why is Mine calling her name with that horrified face? She looks down at where Mine is looking. There is part of a blade thrusting out of her stomach.
An unbalanced area of scarlet shape is spreading over her clothes.
The pain. She is feeling it now.
"Sorry, Sheele, but it seems that you have decided to resolve this issue the difficult way."
That voice – that gentle yet deceiving voice! But it couldn't be –
As she tries to turn her head from the pinkette, a shade of whiteness is reflected through her glasses. Her heart is sinking. That man is holding his hand cane. Following the extension of that tool, Sheele's eyes widens as she discovers that the hand cane is turning into a sword as it is piercing through her flesh.
SLUCK.
Painful. Very painful.
The purple-haired assassin watches as the living young general pulls out his cane sword from her body. She wants to shout, but her strength is fading. She wants to grasp, but her body is misfunctioning. She wants to look at her best friend one more time, but her vision is becoming darker and darker.
This is the end, then.
She decides to become another victim of gravity as her legs are failing her. From the distance, she can still make out of Mine's face. She wants to apologize, she wants to tell the pinkette to run, she wants to tell her to stay strong, she wants to hug that innocent boy once again, she wants to…
Her consciousness is fading away. No more wishes.
"I'm sorry…"
Those are her last words before darkness completely consumes her.
"NO! SHEELE! NO…"
Tears are rushing down like the falling meteoroids. As those transparent droplets hit the ground with an incomparable magnitude, the young girl's heart is shattered into a million crystal fragments. That person who always hears her unending complaints with an understanding smile is no more. That person who always brings everyone a short laugh with her clumsiness is no more. That person who always knows her, personally, more than anyone in this world, is no more.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot let this problem escalate."
Through her tearing eyes, Mine barely makes out the shape of that murderer – that person who she had supposedly killed. He is approaching quickly. Very quickly. The cane sword in his right hand is reflecting the silver moonlight. He looks like a ghost. She has to run. There is no way she can fight this man in her current state. That monster Koro has broken some of her bones. Bringing all of her strength to her lower body, she tries to pull herself off the ground, and barely succeeds in standing up.
He is very close now.
Probably three more seconds.
Mine looks up to the sky – she has no more strength to pick up and fire the Pumpkin in this short range of time anymore.
The stars are shining brightly tonight.
Maybe she can find peace with her friend in the afterlife. She doesn't really know.
Two more seconds.
She turns back to look at the upcoming bringer of death. For some reason, his bright textures look especially dark.
She lets out a fateful smile.
One more second.
"I'm sorry…"
SLASH!
CLANG!
"Stupidity. Such ineptitude of masses."
…
Why? Why does that dark robe look so bright in this night?