"Hahaha…Keuk!" A man roaring in the streets grunted in pain as his hands were severed by a flash of blue. He turned around and stared at the figure of Peika, his lips suddenly curling up with a cunning smile as his eyes shone with starlight, "You're too late, dear."
"Die!" Peika cursed in anger to send the head of the man rolling on the ground. She looked around, feeling an eerie sensation when the entire residents of the town stared at her while emitting starlight from their eyes, 'What the heck is happening to the world?'
In the past few days, problems began to crop up nonstop. And the cunningly perverse commonality among them all was the staunch similarity to the entity that had taken over her younger brother. They all struck her as the same person.
'But, how is this possible? Even the legendary Conjurer is incapable of that.' She frowned, observing a sharp decline in her allies.
