Once again, Cinderella regenerated, but Mitsuki counterattacked with his sword. She blocked it, yet he used the rebound to aim with his shotgun. Marco intervened, cutting off her two right arms, and Azel fired at her head once more.
The shot echoed, blowing apart the princess's torso, but it still wasn't enough.
The remains of her body scattered like black dust carried by the wind, but before they could touch the ground, they began to gather again, as if an invisible will pulled each particle together with relentless force.
Enraged, Cinderella regenerated and screamed with all her strength.
Her scream was not human. It was a torn, guttural wail that seemed to rise from the very core of the ruined kingdom. The soundwaves shook the debris, rattled broken tiles, and stirred the pools of water, as if the entire world responded to her call.
