Under the moonlight.
Catherine's face suddenly turned eerily calm. She slowly stopped walking, then zombie-like, extended her only remaining hand, four fingers together, and without hesitation stabbed towards her heart.
Squish—
Blood sprayed, spreading forward.
Catherine calmly held her old heart that encapsulated her Divine Format, and then with force, pulled it out, displaying it in the moonlight.
...One by one, drops of blood fell to the ground.
When her left hand was stained with her own burning blood, Catherine finally woke up.
But it was all too late.
She could only watch wide-eyed as she crushed her own heart and then fell forward directly.
Bang—
Under the moonlight.
The dust rose violently, then gradually settled.
...
Time rewinds a little.
City center.
Hotel.
Room at the center of the explosion.
