He heard it very clearly, the crow's cawing didn't come from above or the nearby woods, but from beneath his feet.
From that charnel pit strewn with corpses.
Considering Kamiya's abundant experience with the undead, the current situation definitely indicated an encounter with something supernatural.
"Caw—caw—"
The mournful crow cries continued.
Interspersed with the cries were the dense sounds of flapping wings.
Then, what should have been dead bodies, the decaying murder of crows took flight, emitting a pungent stench of decay.
Among the flock, there was a figure.
It was the supposed corpse of Tomoko Kaga.
She had transformed by then, her body no longer showed signs of rot, but was covered in black feathers, especially dense and neatly arranged on both of her arms.
They merged together, giving her arms the appearance of a pair of dark wings.
She looked exactly like a black-winged harpy.
