"If you... don't leave... you will never escape... in time..."
Blood dripped from Arthur's swollen lips, and his body trembled with the effort of holding the barrier in place.
Grace's eyes narrowed, and her fury reached a boiling point. She clenched her fists, her knuckles cracking as she glared at this foolish young man, the sight of his unwavering determination setting something off within her.
Her vision blurred momentarily, and her mind flashed back to Emiko—the way Emiko's body had felt in her arms, cold and lifeless, and the graves of her loved ones.
The memory of those moments, of the injustice that had been done, lit a fire in her chest. It ignited a rage that she could not suppress.
"You are no Hunter!" Grace shouted, her voice seething with fury. In one swift motion, she raised her foot and slammed it into Arthur's stomach, a sickening crunch ringing out as the force of the blow sent a wave of pain through his body.
