I didn't know why, but I felt that my arm would be better off simply breaking off like this.
At that thought, I suddenly exerted force with my right hand!
"Rrrip!"
Starting at my left shoulder, my right claw sliced through the joint between the bones and severed the arm.
"Plop~"
In an instant, the arm fell away. The claw that had cut across my left shoulder was so sharp that, for a moment, no blood came spurting out.
Just then, I felt the nutrients in my body rapidly draining away. An unbearably intense itch spread from my left shoulder, making me grit my teeth and endure it.
"Pfft!"
"Oh my god!"
"Her... her left hand just regrew in an instant?!"
"That's called regeneration!"
"Is this really the time to nitpick my wording?!"
"It's called a figure of speech. I'd never nitpick your birthmark!"
The soldiers around me stared at me in terror. I didn't know why they were so frightened, but I seemed to have become a little afraid of myself, too.
Because the speed at which my left arm recovered was simply... unbelievable.
How many nutrients would it take to grow an entire arm? And how many cells would be consumed by regenerating all that tissue?
Yet my arm recovered in an instant. Then, dragon armor quickly regenerated over the new arm, covering it again in the blink of an eye.
It was as good as new.
I straightened up and unconsciously touched my waist, where a little blood still remained. The wound in my hip, pierced by a fragment of a shell, had disappeared, too. I casually wiped it—
The rain washed away the blood, revealing skin that was still flawless.
Had my regenerative ability grown stronger?
I touched the wound on my waist and was certain