Selina's mind gradually sank into darkness, her heart carrying an unbearable, unwilling frustration.
She didn't want everything to end like this. She didn't want to be this useless.
Her body trembled violently for a moment, as if struggling against fate, but then she lay still, no longer moving.
[Ding! Tenant of Room 2705 – Selina, has died, beginning… zzz…zzz…]
The mechanical voice had barely sounded when it was followed by a shrill burst of signal interference.
The time display floating high above suddenly froze.
On the ground, Selina's shadow began spreading outward, forming a dark zone.
Zombie Angel seemed to recall an unpleasant memory and immediately retreated.
But at that moment, countless silver threads shot out from the shadow, binding it tightly and fixing it in midair.
Zombie Angel once again looked like a gift carefully wrapped. Even with three heads, six arms, and countless tentacles, it was still tightly restrained by those silver threads.
