"Bites the Dust?"
Watching this display that was almost identical to True Magic, yet bore a name and power she had never heard of, Touko Aozaki secretly gritted her teeth.
This distinctive style could only have been that man's handiwork.
Roland was scheming against her again, deliberately giving Aoko this chance to turn the tables. Was he mocking her willingness to sacrifice anything, or was there something else?
But whatever the case, when she saw Aoko come back to life, something unusual did indeed stir in Touko's heart.
"Fine. I was just thinking that last time was too quick and clean to be enjoyable. So what if you really did activate that? I'm no longer the Touko Aozaki you left behind back then!"
With that, Touko narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Come on, magician! Time for round two!"
Amid Touko's icy words, Aoko Aozaki finally regained herself.
The stabbing pain in her heart from the cold illusion of slippery blood running down her chest had yet to fade, but Aoko still gritted her teeth and endured it.
In the park that day, Roland had explicitly told her that all he was giving her was a single chance.
She still had to seize victory herself.
And Aoko was deeply grateful for that.
The Golden Wolf had disappeared, and the distance she had worked to close had not been reset. The plan could still proceed as intended.
The two of them now were like cowboys in a Western, competing to see who could draw faster.
For Aoko Aozaki, this was the best possible outcome.
She gave her body another command.
"Magic Bullet form-fire!"
Already fully activated, her Magic Crest began operating under overload as Aoko poured every last bit of her magical energy into it.
The girl who had already died once used