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"You... just stay still," Sienna found herself saying.
It was the first time since the fight with Raizakia that Eugene appeared so severely injured. There had been worse fights some three hundred years ago, but back then, they were all weaker and less adept.
Sienna approached Eugene with a pale, stricken face.
"I’m alive," Eugene muttered while glaring at the sky.
Eugene wasn’t dead, and neither was Noir Giabella. She was out there somewhere in the night sky, waiting for him.
"Isn’t that obvious? I know too. That… that whore is still alive. But you don’t need to fight anymore…!" Sienna clenched her robe as she spoke.
It was truly a grim sight, not just his severed arm either. His internal injuries looked severe, too. Though acquiring divinity had enabled him to regenerate most wounds, at this moment, that was impossible for Eugene. This was the price of overdriving his divinity. The backlash from Ignition had just hit him.
"You… just sit here quietly, with your severed arm. Soon, either Kristina or Anise will come to their senses. Yes, get the elixir..." Sienna muttered.
"Sienna,” Eugene called out.
"You’re not worried about me, are you? I might be injured, but it's not even a scratch compared to yours. And that whore is just as badly hurt! So..." continued Sienna.
"Sienna,” Eugene called out once more.
"Don’t call my name! Just, just shut up and rest. I could kill Noir Giabella in her current state—" She couldn’t finish her sentence. Sienna’s lips were pursed as she glared at Eugene.
Had he really heeded her demand not to call her name? Eugene didn’t call out to Sienna anymore. But his gaze was far heavier than any words he could have spoken.
"The fight is practically over...
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