Gomora opened its jaws and bit down on Beloved Angel as if the angel were a juicy fruit with a thick rind. Its white shell was pierced by sharp fangs, and threads of blood seeped from the demon's mouth.
"The world will become what it is meant to be!" Even clenched in the demon's jaws, Beloved Angel kept shouting.
"I'm talking about that face you're making right now." Bayonetta said. "Come on, let me hear it. Let me hear you scream..."
"The Creator's glory is with me..." the angel cried. Then Gomora bit down hard, completely shattering the angel's white shell. The demon threw back its head and chewed through the sweet flesh in huge mouthfuls. Once it had eaten its fill, Gomora was bound by Bayonetta's long hair and drawn back into the Summoning Circle. Endless black hair withdrew into the magic circle, and the Witch's clothes returned to normal.
At that moment, the full moon hung incredibly close to the earth. Pale moonlight lazily spilled across the shattered stone plaza. With his extraordinary vision, Salomon could even make out the craters on the moon. A fierce wind blew in from the horizon, driving thin clouds swiftly past the moon as though trying to veil the moon that was impatient to descend upon the world.
Under the moonlight, Bayonetta stretched contentedly, enjoying the sensation of moonlight falling over her body. The full moon was when a Witch's power was at its strongest, which was why she had chosen to hunt tonight. She had already fulfilled the obligations required by her contract, but more work awaited her afterward, and she needed to relax properly before her next job. As for a traveling companion, well~ who else could it be?
Bayonetta leaned against a damaged streetlamp and popped a small rose-shaped