Meanwhile...
After Aestrea left both Cecilia and Kagetaro literally under an avalanche...
THUMP!
A pale, blood-streaked hand burst out from beneath a thick layer of frozen powder, fingers twitching violently.
Cecilia dragged herself up first.
Her cloak was ripped, and her face was even worse.
Her body shook with every movement, and as she knelt on the cold earth.
"Cough, COUGH!" she coughed hard, before spitting out a thick glob of blood onto the snow.
Her eyes, glowing faintly with that unstable crimson hue, narrowed in pure rage.
"That bastard…"
She clutched her ribs, one clearly broken, her breathing shallow and harsh.
"That fucking bastard…!"
Her voice was shaking, half from the cold, half from fury.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, why is he so strong?!"
Her words came out bitter, fast, her mind racing through every possible explanation.
But nothing made sense for her. He was growing stronger, too fast, far beyond the growth of any normal awakener.
