After her hands stopped hammering the corpse, she panted tiredly for several seconds, the doll sword dropped by her side, completely useless now for anything 'chop' related.
Aware that they didn't have enough time before a commotion struck or any of them woke up again; she hastened her movements, first going for the silver-haired human's corpse, his body was irreconcilable, mostly due to the multiple punches he had received all over his body, she searched that tattoo with disgust until she found it.
Plucking the crystal she saw it... it was a bronze crystal... but there was a shiny red hue to it like the source of profanity shining Inside.
In front of Csilla's shivering eyes, she devoured that crystal, not with enough time to awe at its appearance.
