"Time, begin to flow."
As color returned.
"BANG!!!"
The woman, who should have been reduced to a pile of mangled flesh, was blasted into the air like a cannonball.
Yet within moments... she recovered completely at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye?!
Koenji Rokusuke was certain that one second ago, he had genuinely beaten her into a pulp!
Which meant... this was Santa Claus's true body?
"Interesting..."
The corner of Koenji Rokusuke's mouth curled up slightly. With a push from his feet, he was about to continue his pursuit.
Meanwhile, Santa Claus, airborne, was not surprised to find herself suddenly sent flying backward.
She actually... had not reacted to what had just happened at all.
She had even lost all sensation of the process of being struck?
How had he done it?
Still, the Devil she had contracted with was indeed not suited for close-quarters combat.
Besides, from the corner of her eye, she had already caught sight of...
Tolka taking advantage of the opening while Koenji was occupied to viciously drive the Curse Devil's nail into Denji's thigh!
"AAAAAH—!! It hurts! You bastard!"
Denji screamed.
"Eh, eh, eh?! I think I'm flying? Am I going to become Jesus?"
Heh.
Since her objective had already been achieved, what she needed to do next was actually quite simple.
Faced with Koenji Rokusuke's relentless follow-up barrage.
Santa Claus did not choose to meet him head-on.
She allowed Koenji's golden Stand to grievously injure and send her flying once again.
But this time, rather than healing herself, she used the countless puppet dolls scattered throughout the mall as human shields, forcibly slowing his advance.
Riding the force of being blasted away, she drifted down beside Tolka like a dead leaf.
Looking at his master, covered in blood and at a loss,