"You dare... touch what belongs to me?" she murmured, her voice vibrating with a cold and absolute rage.
With a simple wave of her hand, all the rubble on the ground began to levitate. The guardians were dismembered in an instant, their limbs torn off by an invisible force, their entrails spilling onto the floor in a mass of putrefied flesh. In a few seconds, the S+ rank monsters were nothing but dust.
Walpurga rushed toward Klein, her black silk dress sweeping through the blood. She lifted him up in a panic.
"Klein! Look at me! Never do that to me again!" she cried out, her voice trembling.
She carried him, then laid him down on the cold floor and began to incant, her hands bathed in an ethereal glow. She used her soul manipulation magic to stabilize his vital functions, stitching his tissues back together and fusing his bones with precision.
