"Please... save me... please..."
The moment she realized she had passed the critical point and could never become human again, Priscilla completely broke down.
Her desperation and humility now matched the madness she had displayed a second earlier.
The girl also revealed just how unstable her mental state was.
Unfortunately, none of the Claymores present noticed.
Teresa, her opponent, even looked at her with sympathy and pity. "I'm sorry. I can't save you anymore," she said quietly. "All I can do is cut off your head before you turn completely into a monster."
In an instant!
Tears streamed down Priscilla's face. She lowered her head and pleaded in a trembling voice, "Kill me! While I still have my human consciousness..."
Her pitiful appearance was remarkably deceptive, enough to make people forget that she herself had caused all of this.
"I understand! You won't feel any pain!"
As she spoke, Teresa slowly raised the greatsword in her hands.
Just as she prepared to sever Priscilla's head as swiftly as possible and end this tragedy, Priscilla suddenly snatched up the weapon she had dropped, swinging it faster than the naked eye could follow.
Swish!
In less than a hundredth of a second, Teresa's hands were severed at the wrists, flying backward with her greatsword and landing with a clatter.
The shocking sight stunned not only Teresa herself but everyone around her. Their mouths fell open, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
But the next moment, Priscilla cast aside her tearful expression and erupted into motion, delivering a lethal strike.
There was no surprise about the outcome!
Before Teresa could even react, her head was separated from her body.
Her headless corpse remained standing for a second or two before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
Smiling Teresa, acclaimed as