After briefly gathering power, Lumian-na unleashed a blazing white slash charged with intense heat from her blade, precisely carving the surrounding Fate Believers into chunks of flesh within seconds.
A Pyromaniac's flames came in two forms: crimson and blazing white. Flames released after gathering power were the stronger, blazing white kind.
But there was more to these flames. Once shaped by a Beyonder, they became the spell High-Temperature Cutting. With Abomination serving as their vessel, the flames unleashed through the Beyonder weapon possessed even greater cutting power.
The surrounding air seemed to stand still for an instant. As Lumian-na drew back her blade, countless charred limbs rained down inside the small house. The blood spraying from the severed limbs had already been evaporated by the flames in midair; not a single drop reached the floor.
Lumian-na did not stop moving. Hot gusts burned across the black robe she wore, making its edges look like smoldering embers.
She walked forward at an unhurried pace, and Anthony's report reached her ears. "We're approaching Guillaume Bénet."
The wound across Guillaume Bénet's waist and abdomen was rapidly healing with the aid of his Beyonder abilities, but his expression was grim.
In the corridor on the first floor of the house, Pauline, whom Guillaume Bénet had long since turned into a devoted believer, looked
at Guillaume beside her with concern. She heard him issue instructions for their next move in a rapid, low voice. "Take him away from here. If anyone follows you, do everything you can to stop them. If no one follows, abandon him and come back to support me. Do you understand?"
Once Guillaume finished speaking, Pauline, the courtesan known as the "Spice Beauty," replied softly but firmly, "I understand."
After Pauline spoke, the servants behind her, who had also been converted