Death was drawing closer and closer to her.
She didn't want to die, especially not in such a manner in front of a group of gutter rats.
Haitia's vision was becoming more and more blurred. She fell to the ground, turned her head, and stared at the vague figure of the Other Shore. However, the latter's gaze did not linger on her for even a second.
This time, she seemed to have seen it more clearly.
This female knight was not Solan, they were not similar.
"It's time to go, Lisi."
The Other Shore called out to the little girl standing in a daze among the other residents of Riverside Town, as if waking up from a dream, "You, you killed the Great Summoner!?"
Everything happened so quickly that they couldn't react, couldn't see the Other Shore drawing her sword. When they came to their senses, Haitia had already fallen in a pool of blood, her mouth opening and closing like a dead fish stranded on the shore.
"It was self-defense."
