In that dark and eerie space, the Priestess of Autumn, her limbs bound to the massive guillotine, struggled to lift her head.
She then saw the gigantic black Harrowing Knife, like a great bridge spanning across the Sky Curtain, falling down.
Seized by terror, the Priestess of Autumn couldn't utter a word. How could she not understand why she was on this guillotine, in this bizarre space?
Wasn't she in the inn, using her abilities, preparing to capture that short-haired, adorable girl?
She was about to successfully have the girl in her arms, to possess her, so why did she suddenly appear here?
"No!!!!" With a terrified scream, the Priestess of Autumn was cleaved in two by the Harrowing Knife.
The pain that penetrated her soul jolted her awake, as if she had just experienced a real nightmare. She could feel her body mercilessly being sliced in half by the sharp blade.
"Is this... a nightmare?"
