Hitaka Shuho was wearing a red dress with front side-slits. She was clad in black armor, and underneath her dress she wore shorts with stockings. While her clothes were also somewhat tattered, they had sustained relatively little damage compared to Shika Kagura’s clothing.
The rain glanced away from her body; presumably she was shielded by some invisible barrier.
However, this wasn’t the important thing right now.
She was wielding a longsword with her right hand. The sharp blade was etched with runes and blood dripped down from its edge and tip.
In her left hand she held a gun. This gun was larger than the average handgun, and similar to the longsword, it was also engraved with runes. Seiji saw a pentagram and various crisscrossing lines which shone with a faint green glow on the gun’s body.
But this wasn’t the important thing either.
The important part was her expression.
