Chapter 140: The Spoils of Law
Across the smoke-choked streets of the outer district, the surviving dregs of the Blood River were still howling for flesh. Having missed their deity's psychic retreat, dozens of rabid, low-level cultists swarmed toward the scent of Nadia's healing magic, their eyes milky and their blades dripping with black bile.
Madeka didn't even turn her head to face them.
Standing protective watch over Nadia and the one-armed Mama G, Madeka let out a quiet, disgusted breath and flicked her wide sleeve outward.
Shatter.
A torrential storm of razor-sharp glass shards erupted from the folds of her fabric, glittering darkly against the fires of the ruined street. It wasn't mere crystal. Reflected inside the microscopic facets of every single tiny shard was the grinning, malevolent visage of a sealed demon.
