The necroflower was gone, two of the necklaces made of Athenia's nails had been used, and the rifle held by Choux was in tatters and bits from being crushed in Aran's dragon hand. Thankfully, Daema, who was also squeezed within his fingers, survived, even though his limbs and wings were left in a terrible condition.
Barely conscious of herself, Choux glanced across the flooded church as the rest of the party gathered inside. Gathering around Raven as he'd crashed on the floor, Erika and the rest were busy healing him, while she was left in Mono's hands. Turning her head to the left, she noticed the iron queen's body unfolding at her like a crab's pincer. Revealing her internals, the valves, the wires, and the pumping blue heart with a soul, she was working on saving her with a pair of delicate iron tools emerging from within.
"Wh-wha…going on?" She asked, staring into the beaming golden gaze of the automaton.
