"Tangze..."
Fisher looked in disbelief at the young girl with her black hair completely wet and disheveled behind her, then kneeling on the ground holding her face, panting. He couldn't see the girl's face, but he noticed that the wound on her abdomen, previously pierced by Margaret, seemed to have scabbed over, stopping the continuous flow of blood.
But the crimson seeping out seemed to have come alive, dripping incessantly through the gaps in her fingers as she covered her face.
That tranquil stance made even Margaret freeze on the spot. Following her utterly astonished gaze, she saw Tangze Asuka, kneeling on the ground, finally seem to sense her presence and slowly lift her head to look at her.
Between her hands, a pair of eyes flickering as if they were going to burn herself and others out kept streaming bloody tears.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
As the crimson roared in reverberation within her heart in the pool, Tangze Asuka finally seemed to take action.
