The petrified pale face revealed the last traces of tenderness; Teda had so much to say to Aimou, but now he had no time, he could only lift his constantly crumbling hand, and gently place it on Aimou's cheek.
This time her skin was no longer cold, but had the warmth of a human. Teda showed an awkward smile, with no farewell and no sad emotions.
As the breeze swept by, Teda's body crumbled inch by inch, vanishing into scattered dust.
Teda gave everything of himself, all he had, to the Tyrant.
Aimou could vaguely see the greedy Devil, who opened its hands calling to Teda, taking his soul, obliterating his body, until there was no trace of him left in this world.
Aimou wanted to stop all this, but as soon as she stood up, she fell back down, and then new sensations began to emerge from her body.
It was a familiar yet alien feeling; Aimou had only felt it when in Shared Chord Body with Bologue. From their human perspective, this sensation was called... pain.
