The woman's mouth opened in shock. "What...?"
Rosalina's sword….Mary drove straight through her throat from behind.
Blood poured out in a hot rush, spilling down her elegant neck and onto the cold stone floor.
Rosalina stood right behind her, holding the blade steady. Her face stayed cold and sharp, like ice that had never melted.
She twisted the sword just a little, sending fresh waves of pain through the woman.
"Did you really think you could scheme against us without us noticing?" Rosalina asked.
Her voice came out low and full of killing intent, but a sharp edge of sarcasm dripped from every word.
"How naive. Is this what all your long years taught you? Bloody bitch?"
The woman's eyes grew wide as dinner plates. They wavered with confusion. Dark blood bubbled from her mouth and trickled down her chin.
She could not understand how this had happened. Just moments ago, she had cut Rosalina's soul free with the Soul Severing Sword.
