Alice sat on a rock with a defeated expression on her face.
In this world of colour, she alone felt like a black-and-white image.
All life drained from her body.
Every time the boss fight started getting exciting… she was pulled back.
Every. Single. Time.
Not because she was in danger.
But because they wanted data.
Different combinations. Different triggers. Different reactions.
Test this. Try that. Don't kill yet. Wait. Observe.
It's like having mead presented in front of her but not being allowed to drink it.
When the mug is in her hands, she could smell the charm of the mead, place her lips upon the corner and then…
They rip it away.
When the boss's neck was this close to being cut, she was pulled back with a skill.
"Stop sulking already. We need to figure out how your ability works." Miki sighed.
Right now Alice was like a child who wasn't allowed her favourite toy.
"I know but… Arghh!!!" Alice flailed her limbs.
"At least let me land a solid hit against them!"
