Selma Payne's POV:
A snowflake landed on the tip of Dorothy's nose, and after circling for a long time, it crystallized.
She stopped breathing.
She was dead.
Dorothy was dead.
I was in a daze as I held her body.
How could she have died?
Why did she die?
The snow buried the corpses on the ground. In a daze, I couldn't even tell if I was carrying her or someone else in the snow.
As the cold wind blew, I suddenly realized that the souls surrounding me had disappeared.
They no longer whispered in my ear, no longer gathered around me to take revenge on Azazel. Just like that, they disappeared without a sound, as if they were dissatisfied with my powerlessness and no longer wanted to face this tragic ending. Thus, they flew toward the moon in the snow.
Dorothy's corpse was snatched away by Mullwica, but I didn't feel anything. I could only stare blankly at the blue sky.
