บท 421: Execution

A collapsing mass of black feathers and blonde hair fell straight upon the abomination's neck, the faces trapped within its back crushed by skeletal feet, nearly three whole quarters of Tilmiel's blade were ran right through the monster's nape before it could even react, it's howl was suddenly stifled as both trachea and oesophagus were cleanly severed, shifted her grip upon the sword, jumping off to the side without letting go, live a lever, the blade carved right through, decapitating The Unseen.

'Clean execution, your rebirth shall be swift' landing softly upon the ground, heels never even touching the carpet of filth, the corpse of her kill fell moments after, the confusion was still fresh, grabbing a small, dark needle in between index and middle finger, stabbing it right through the fallen creature's head.