Although both her hands had been severely burned, Xianna did not put down the Holy Grail. Instead, she picked it up one last time and used its power again, restoring Yetana!
For Xianna, who had already embraced darkness, using the Holy Grail was no different from drinking lethal poison. What truly allowed her to wield it was her own bloodline. If she had not possessed the direct royal bloodline of Toussaint, she would not have been able to lift the Holy Grail at all.
Even so, a person of darkness had to pay a price to use the Holy Grail, even if they possessed royal blood.
Thus, as color returned to Yetana's face, Xianna's arms were burned utterly black, while her eyes had been scorched by holy light until only two hollow, dark sockets remained!
"You...!" Seeing Xianna like this, the two Knights of the Holy Grail were deeply shocked. They had not expected Xianna to make such a sacrifice for the Grand Duchess.
Xianna said nothing. She merely endured the agonizing pain and tore the Holy Grail from her hands! Yes, tore it off, because her flesh had already fused to the Grail. Xianna tossed it beside Yetana as if she were throwing away a piece of trash, not even sparing it a glance.
She raised her empty eye sockets toward the palace hall's entrance. Her voice was as hoarse as though it had been scorched by fire.
"It seems my goal has been achieved... This city has been drowned in wailing and fear, just as I envisioned... This is what I wanted... But why... do I still feel so empty? I have taken my revenge... so why do I not feel even the slightest bit satisfied?"
Hearing this, the two Knights of the Holy Grail immediately tossed their