Mio
She woke to the taste of blood and three glaring notifications.
[Level Up: 14]
[Level Up: 15]
[Level Up: 16]
Fuck off, not now.
[+15 Unallocated Points]
Her cheek pressed against cold gym floor. The world sideways and wrong.
[HP: 23/1,540]
The number floated in her vision. Red. Flashing. She'd seen it lower before. In the cathedral. In the incursion where everything went wrong.
She was still alive.
Why?
The last thing she remembered was pulling the daemon into Kaito's slash, the daemon grabbing Kaito's blade. The steel groaning in its grip. Then her vision had gone gray at the edges, and the hole in her gut had finally caught up with her.
She'd passed out.
How long?
She turned her head.
The gym was ruins. Floor cratered. Bleachers twisted.
The incursion's dim light cast everything in gray. The air smelled like copper and something sweeter underneath. Divine blood, already drying.
And in the center of it all: the daemon.
Dead.
