This was unfair.
Why wouldn't Cassel fall for me?
Why was he unaffected by my charm, my luck, my existence?
Why did he not kneel before me like everyone else?
Why didn't he love me?
No matter how I tried to seduce him, he never looked at me twice.
Why?
"Mary, watch out!"
Cecil's horrified shout tore through the battlefield.
I turned toward him and saw the panic twisting his bloodied face.
Everything happened too quickly.
The moment I looked behind me, I found a zombie standing only one step away.
Its arm was buried deep inside a man's chest.
I recognized him instantly.
He was one of Cecil's teammates.
A pathetic man who used to follow me around like a loyal dog.
I never accepted him, of course. But I often acted like a fragile, frightened girl trapped beside her powerful team leader. Because of that, he always treated me gently and helped me whenever he could.
How fortunate.
Thank God I never rejected him completely.
