The castle courtyard was plunged into a silence so thick it almost seemed to have its own weight.
Faced with the sudden spectacle of Iris tearing her shirt, bewilderment and doubt completely took hold of the girls present.
None of the three knew for certain what the hell had just happened right in front of their noses, nor if that strange behavior meant that the experiment with the prototype had failed or not entirely.
Unaware of the true functioning of the system that governed their lord's life, Alicia, Mika, and Runa stood paralyzed in their spots, shifting their gaze from the grimoire lying in the snow to the trembling figure of the assassin.
