I slowly sat up and saw the person standing at the foot of my bed.
To my surprise, it wasn't a cloaked skeleton standing there, but a girl in an extravagantly frilly dress.
The girl had long, golden curls, bright blue eyes, and cherry-red lips. Though the sky was still dark, the moonlight streaming through the ward windows was enough to show her snow-white skin.
She looked like a beautiful doll.
There was something about her that seemed out of place, but I couldn't put my finger on what it was.
"What are you staring at? Keep looking and I'll gouge your eyes out!" The girl glared at me, hands on her hips, and threatened me fiercely.
She seemed even stranger now.
A chill suddenly rose from her, and that whispering sound echoed through the ward.
"I want to see Minsiter. Can you speak for it with full authority?" I asked. Even saying that much left me exhausted and short of breath.
The girl snorted. "This young lady is Minsiter."
What the hell?
Had Kazana's demon been infected by some weird anime thing?
That was my first instinct.
All that genderbending, waifus, and fictional wives...
The girl opposite me seemed to read my mind. She suddenly flew into a rage, and a massive scythe appeared in her hand. With a single swing, she laid it against my neck.
I could feel the scythe's bone-chilling cold, but I wasn't afraid. Instead, I reached out and gripped its handle.
The girl's expression changed. She abruptly pulled back.
My power had already seeped into the scythe. It vanished in an instant, and to my surprise, the girl opposite me seemed to suffer a grievous blow as well. Her appearance abruptly changed: the extravagantly dressed little girl became a skeleton.
Her skin and muscles