Chapitre 1087: To Kill Him

The amalgam let out a sigh.

Benzard had been about to say something to him – mostly concerning who he had been talking to – when the ebony waters splashed, revealing two figures, both of whom had pungent-smelling steam rising from their bodies.

Pherdanta and Yuyui rose to stand over the ebony waters.

The former had been fully revived, flesh and all, armour and all.

Her survival staggered Benzard. He could have sworn he had seen her get ripped to shreds minutes ago.

Yuyui helped the Unlimited up and was soon joined by Vohnvolt on the task. Pherdanta was still in shock. Unlike Yuyui, she wasn't used to dying, and the manner in which she had been killed had scarred her for life. Having her soul get ripped apart like a roll of paper, was a truly agonising experience and it would not leave her anytime soon.

"Master?" Pherdanta said with a distant gaze.

"You're alright," Vohnvolt said as he looked into her eyes.