The sound of skin tearing was chilling.
Even as the sharp fingernails sank deep into her flesh, Celine offered no resistance. She even clenched her teeth and did not so much as scream.
It was the same even after blood streamed down.
Only the breathing of the girl who had stabbed her old friend echoed through the air. Seria’s expression was hidden behind her hair as she hung her head and panted. Only the shadows of the flames flickered red and mottled over her.
For a long while, no conversation passed between the two. It took even longer before, after biting and biting her lips, a ragged plea finally slipped out.
“Seria, please…….”
With a sharp yank, Seria pulled the claw free, and blood surged back out. Even then, Celine’s moving lips did not lose their color.
Because she had avoided a fatal wound.
The place pierced by the azure Aura was none other than her shoulder. Had it gone just a little farther to the side, it would have pierced her throat, or else struck a point close enough to death that it could…