The pain was fading fast. Satou Yunona's palm, wrapped around the chain, was slick with scarlet blood. In her dying state, she had no strength to make sense of the Miko who had suddenly appeared amid the swaying afterimages before her, let alone the words coming from her mouth.
The joints of her fingers had cracked from exertion. Even after becoming a Pseudo-Herrscher, this fragile shell of hers had not changed.
Mechanically, she dragged the chain along, blood dripping onto the ground.
Her mind was blank, with only the thought of pulling out the chain remaining.
"Has most of your consciousness faded? Looks like I should help you out of this unsightly predicament first."
For some reason, seeing the chain stained red stirred a vague sense of nostalgia in the Miko's heart. A phantom pain flashed through her mind, making her frown.
As she spoke, she unhappily reached out and brutally yanked the chain from the girl's chest in one motion.
Given the chain's length, the Miko's actions were less about helping Satou Yunona and more like using the chain as a medium to casually fling the girl's body around like a toy.
Satou Yunona's body rolled into a corner of the ruins. The hole in her chest filled with blood, and her mangled appearance made her look like a discarded rag doll.
"Cough, cough, cough..." She coughed violently, blood surging from her throat and staining her lips red.
Vines gently coiled around her chest as a hazy light shone down.
The wound stopped bleeding with ease. Flesh regenerated until it was whole, while Honkai Energy rippled like water with every breath, glowing as it flowed through her. The fractures and cracks in her bones healed completely.
"Who are you?" Satou Yunona crawled to her feet. She struggled to stand,