"Pufff!! Hahaha, look at his face, so shocked, that's too cute, right? Too damn cute for someone who thought he could stand against us," Morgana said with an amused tone, her laughter dragging out like the ringing of broken bells, as she was pulled along by Mary, who stood proudly before the dead body of Victor.
Mary tilted her head and looked at Morgana, lips curling in a grin far too wide, "How was it? Good, right? Come on, tell me honestly, what is the score now!" she demanded with an excited, childlike face that didn't match the bloodstained ground beneath her feet and her hand.
Morgana nodded with a big smile, saying slowly, "I say… 70."
"Huh? Only 70? Look at his shocked face! Look at it!
It's more amusing than anything… haha… don't I deserve even more? I worked hard for that expression, didn't I?" Mary pouted like a spoiled child, stamping her heel lightly.
!~Ding~!
[Charm effect removed!]
Aether flinched, his shoulders jerking. Even though she wasn't talking to him.
