A low sound rumbled from beneath the black cowl to Cixi's shock.
The Grim Reaper chuckled, causing Cixi to freeze in surprise. Did she hear the Reaper laughing? Her eyes widened in disbelief. It was the first time she had ever heard a Grim Reaper make such a sound.
She had assumed these spectral beings were devoid of humour, incapable of smiling or laughing. The quiet amusement caught her completely off guard.
"Your heart bleeds when an innocent draws their final breath," the Grim Reaper answered, observing Cixi through the dark. "You weep for children you have never met. Yet you stand here claiming you will butcher millions and extinguish humanity's faith in God?" The Reaper saw right through the bluff. Immortal collectors of souls were not so easily fooled by a young girl's frantic words.
