"A-ah..."
Blood traced thin lines down her face and along her jaw, her hair clinging to her skin in disordered strands, and yet her eyes were still locked on mine, still refusing to look away.
I took a step forward and looked down at her.
"You knew that this sword of mine was able to devour any kind of authority or divinity," I spoke coldly, as I didn't have any amount of goodwill towards the woman in front of me.
"And yet… You still tried to force everything into one final exchange."
I stopped a short distance in front of her, looking down at her where she knelt.
"You pushed yourself past your limit, burned through everything you had left, and still chose to collide with it head-on."
A faint line of blood slipped past my lips again as I spoke, dropping from my chin to the ruined ground between us.
"Are you stupid?" I continued, my tone turning even colder, even containing a hint of killing intent, "or were you simply blinded by your need to win?"
