I stood frozen in place, staring at the scene before me with a blank expression, as it resembled a murder site.
Soo Jinyoung, the unfortunate victim, lay motionlessly in a pool of her own blood like a wounded animal. At a glance, it was almost impossible to recognize the reincarnator. I couldn't even tell if she was alive; she looked more like a corpse than a living being.
Three of her limbs were twisted at grotesque angles that seemed humanly impossible, with broken bones protruding from the joints. Her right hand, which she used to wield the sword, was severed at the elbow. It didn't appear to have been cut by something sharp; rather, it seemed like it was forcefully ripped off with immense intensity.
I frowned as my nose picked up an unpleasant smell.
My eyes narrowed as I noticed an inky black substance mixed with the blood. It was a strange, unidentifiable substance that I had never seen before. It was clear that this was the source of the foul odor.
