Sky Striker Ace, But Symphogear

"Tell me, in the eyes of you Alchemists, what exactly is human life? Worthless grass, or mere material?"

As the flames dispersed, Raye appeared, gripping Carol by the throat.

At that moment, her gaze seemed to be fixed on the blonde woman in her hand, yet also on some concept represented by the woman behind her.

"Ugh—ugh—"

With her vital point seized, Carol tried to gather the strength to fight back and escape this humiliating situation.

However, the instant her fingers moved, Raye drove her downward. Before Carol could react at all, she was slammed into the ground and used as a cushion.

"You know, I hate miracles. Because miracles are often accompanied by sacrifice."

Pressing Carol beneath her, Raye held down her neck with one hand to keep her from resisting. Her other hand was clad in black-and-yellow armored gauntlets as she drove it down.

"Cough—ah!"

The twisted pain in her abdomen made Carol cough up sour fluid.

"But I also have to thank miracles. Hah..."

Raye lifted Carol up and looked at the woman, who had been beaten senseless and temporarily lacked the strength to move. She raised her hand and let out a long breath.

"Because!"

Her fist smashed viciously into Carol's abdomen, which had just suffered a heavy blow.

"It was because I had this miracle!"

Then came a kick to Carol's transformed chest, sending her briefly airborne.

"That I could take revenge on people like you—"

Two more rapid punches, carrying an earthen-yellow glow, struck Carol's face and twisted her features.

"—who treat human lives like dirt!"

Finally, Kaina's fists appeared out of thin air, seized the nearly unconscious Carol as she hung in the air, and smashed her into the ground like a rag doll.

"Hah, hah... Ah, no, no, this won't do. Don't