"Lasnina must die."
I had now discarded the bandages wrapped around my eyes. Although my eyes were still bloody, and unable to physically see, something as trifling as eyelids would never be able to obstruct my divine soul vision.
In the world I saw, countless dead spirits swarmed around Lasnina.
Those souls were all using their empty eyes and helpless screams to indict Lasnina for her crimes.
'Just how many people has she killed in her life?'
A mysterious rage was burning up within me. Even though I was also someone whose hands were completely covered in blood, I was still unable to agree with such senseless slaughter.
Every life had its own value. The killer who took away someone else's life would have to bear the burden of the dead.