Her hair had become disheveled again. Wearing round-framed glasses, she watched helplessly as the deep-blue warrior stepped onto the front lines for her, toward a death that had long been destined.
Women truly were dangerous things.
Gray Serpent held a natural wariness toward anything that might become a double-edged sword. Even if that weapon was herself, the city's residents had all been hypnotized and would instinctively avoid the area within three kilometers. In that deserted place, Gray Serpent's solitary advance against the flow was exceedingly conspicuous, completely at odds with World Serpent's temporary guideline of keeping a low profile.
Yet for some reason, she was incredibly excited—excited beyond all reason.
Perhaps that was what it meant to be an organic life-form.
Dangerous, yet thrilling in a way she could never feel while inhabiting a synthetic body.
It was addictive.
"Ah, my whole body hurts. Even my head hurts. It's all Heavy Cannon Rabbit's fault."
"Where exactly does it hurt?"
Zhao Bai was acting cute, and Bronya was playing along. Before long, Theresa's private cleanup team would arrive and dispose of the corpses without leaving a trace. As for those shattered glass fragments, that was the fault of illegal construction and had absolutely nothing to do with Zhao Bai.
Within the city, ice was still the more useful power.
The frozen air and solid ice would vaporize, while frozen corpses would turn to fragments with the slightest touch, leaving nothing behind.
Unlike flames, which burned, spread, and caused serious accidents.
The joking did not last long. Bronya suddenly fell silent with a grave expression and patted Zhao Bai on the shoulder.
"Something is approaching. Something is very wrong."
Zhao Bai raised his blade and stared seriously toward the roadside. He too sensed a trace of something amiss. He had barely