An Infected who could cast Arts freely without suffering from Originium—a supreme form of coexistence between humanity and Originium envisioned by Loken, the ultimate war caster dreamed of by the Columbia Department of Defense: Rosemary.
Yet as Nana watched her wield that power, her expression grew increasingly sorrowful.
She could see Andy suddenly appearing behind Little Cat and gripping that siege crossbow with his hand. The reason Little Cat had probably yelped in surprise was because the bolt had stopped somewhere she hadn't expected...
Kevin and Colt each controlled a shield to suppress ACE. With her brothers' help, the Tactical Units moved with astonishing precision. Forget hurting the hostage—even the floor padding had not received a single scratch... though the cracks ACE had stomped into the floor while taking the attacks head-on did not count.
This was a battle Little Cat fought together with her "family," as though it were questioning Nana's actions three years ago.
Just watching it was unbearable torture for the killer with blue-green heterochromatic eyes. She wanted to confess to the Lord, but... she could no longer find the person who had once led her into the church.
The Dead Soul with the same hair color as Little Cat sighed and embraced the hunched-over killer from behind. Cole truly could not stop worrying about Nana:
[...We were only able to directly help Mia after your surgery succeeded... Andy and those two brats do not seem accustomed to staying attached to your side, so aside from being forcibly sent back whenever the Thought Chain Ring disconnects... most of the time now, they say they are guarding Little Cat...]
[The Bruce family's Arts can connect people through bloodlines. After you received Kate's eyes, we established a stable and nearly interference-proof Thought Chain Ring with Little Cat as well...]