Drip. Drip. Drip.
Drops of blood, one after another, fell from the blue tip, plummeting down toward the dark waters of the Gray Sea.
As if impaled, Raoha hung from Adam's long needle, which, in that form, looked more like a battle spire.
She hadn't known he was capable of this and had been too focused on activating her Constellation.
If she'd remained cautious, she might well have managed to react to this attack and even counterattack, but now it was pointless.
Raoha was dead, and very soon it would all be over for Luaxa, too.
What chance did he have against a K4-Phantom who had just killed a Viscount? She realized that even if she activated her Constellation, it wouldn't be enough.
'Raoha…?' Luaxa blinked, looking at her senior. 'Did this really happen? Is she dead…?'
Whoooosh!
