Illya's death came suddenly, but her corpse soon began to glow. Then, a surge of energy erupted from within her body.
Next, her chest began to shine, and a tiny hand reached out from inside.
In the end, a miniature Illya crawled out. She was small enough to fit in a palm, only about thirty centimeters tall.
She floated in the air, a pair of Fairy-like little wings on her back. She wore a magical girl outfit and held a ruby staff.
She looked exactly like a living figurine version of Magical Girl Illya.
When the five of them saw Illya turned into such a tiny, adorable form, they instinctively laughed. Then they could not laugh anymore, because they were all dead.
Tamamo-no-Mae was among them. Seeing such a cute Illya, she instinctively smiled and reached out to give her a hug.
The result was instant death. She died dressed in a traditional Japanese bridal gown, lying peacefully amid a shower of flower petals before being buried beneath them.
That manner of death suited Tamamo-no-Mae's wishes perfectly. The others died in all sorts of bizarre ways. In short, their deaths were manifestations of their inner selves.
Losing a powerful teammate for no reason was undoubtedly disadvantageous.
After all, if Tamamo-no-Mae wanted to, she could directly shut off her senses and slowly survive until the end. No one could do anything to her.
Illya had revived and smoothly secured Five kills. The MVP of this round was hers for sure.
Before everyone had recovered from the shock of Illya's revival, the sudden string of deaths made those who wanted to laugh immediately suppress their smiles.
Even Illya had not expected to get five kills so inexplicably after reviving.
Illya puffed out her cheeks and said, "What are you looking at? This