Her voice reached him, low and quiet.
"Did you plan this far ahead ages ago? Is that why you were so sure I'd bring the heart back to you myself? You schemer who even dares to plot against gods... there really are some nasty reasons my Queen follows you."
Then, through his haze, he saw that slender hand curl into a fist.
Thump-
She mercilessly gave his head a little punch.
It was like an unprovoked venting of anger.
As if she couldn't get the anger out of her system without giving him that smack.
"And the way you fixed me into this body."
That low voice came again as she gazed at the unconscious Lynn lying across her lap.
"That really pisses me off, too. Now I'm seriously starting to wonder whether you did the same thing to my Queen. Did you fix her into that form, and that's why she has such a humanlike female body?"
Thump-
Her swinging fist gave Lynn's head another smack from the other side.
That had to be at least a grade-three concussion.
Finally.
She raised her head, long silver hair drifting over her slight frame. The blood-red light soaring into the sky and the dark heavens seemed to tell her clearly that she was no longer the Deity who represented the Colossus. She had become an Origin of flesh, burdened with the heavy shackles of a curse.
But it wouldn't end like this.
Just as this fellow had said.
There was still new hope waiting for her. Though he still wasn't trustworthy, the future he had shown her...
Had at least brought her new hope.
"So, no matter what..."
She looked down at Lynn, whose head rested on her lap, and spoke softly, her fingers lightly tracing his brow and cheeks.
"Even