At Least Three Things You Have to Say
The woman immediately flew into a rage and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
She weakly collapsed to her knees, and the girl in her arms tumbled awkwardly to the ground.
Although she had not reacted at all... her luck had been good enough that the attack had not injured the girl in her arms.
For humans, a blow that pierced the heart was enough to take their lives instantly. But for a Child of the Moon, it merely inflicted a severe injury.
However, with her heart pinned in place, she could not transform into a bat and flee. She could only stand there and feel her life gradually ebb away, which instead became a form of torture.
"Save me..."
She cried out instinctively.
But the moment her gaze met the girl's, she immediately realized what a foolish thing she had said.
"...Quick... run..."
She immediately changed her words.
The young man merely glanced at her indifferently and ignored her completely.
"Don't do it like that, Miss Viennes," he lectured the air. "The spear tip is too thick that way. It's easy to block, and it's also more likely to miss the vital point.
"You should make your shadow thinner, like a needle. Then, after piercing into the body, make it explode."
"—Like this?"
Accompanied by a hoarse, low voice, countless threadlike shadows pierced the woman's body from all directions.
Then they suddenly expanded inside her body—blades like transparent shards of glass thrust out from within.
She wanted to scream, but she could not. Blades had pierced out through her throat as well, blocking every sound.
She remained kneeling on the ground with her head raised, countless Shadow Blades sprouting from every part of her body. She looked like some sort