Carl stared at the twig antlers blankly.
He was completely stupefied.
He couldn't imagine why a stranger, who he had never met before, was willing to stand up and protect him, especially in his current state.
"W-Why?" Carl asked, looking up at the warm smile.
Even though he couldn't really speak with words, his 'voice' trembled.
"Because this isn't the pain you should bear," said Bloody Mary, then turned around and performed a roundhouse slash with its hand.
Fung!
Its hand was like the sharpest blade drawn out of its sheath, vibrating in the air and slicing the weird antlers off the skeletal deer cleanly.
The strange deer tried dogging but it was not as quick as Bloody Mary.
The deer watched Bloody Mary pull its antlers out from its chest and simply throw it on the ground like it was trash. The strange deer went silent for a while before it spoke again with a heavier tone.
"Kin of the Mist, are you trying to stop me?"
