"Muspelh."
With my small whisper, a crimson flame conjured in my hand.
It engulfed Ruby's kneeling body.
Her hysteric scream resonated within the place as her body started to burn.
Her dress, along with her skin, burned in an instant before the disgusting smell of flesh melting engulfed me.
But instead of feeling repulsed, a sense of satisfaction filled my mind.
Her voice slowly died down while her bones soon started to melt.
I slowly raised my hand, separating her skull, attached to her spine, from her burning body.
Finally, I turned back to Ethan—frozen in place with a broken expression.
"...."
Without a word, I threw the remaining part of Ruby toward him.
It rolled on the ground before stopping in front of him.
"Your Ruby," I said, my lips curling up in a twisted sense of satisfaction.
But—
It wasn't satisfying enough.
Maybe I should have been more brutal.
