The white-haired girl remained unmoving, her pair of blood-red eyes trained on the bloody corpse inside the room, sprawled on the ground with her limbs scattered near her body. Now that he had a clear look at the body, Oz noticed the strands of short blonde hair cut off her head. Just what did the killer achieve by doing the extra detail? Oz may see it as unnecessary but the blonde boy had a hunch that it was because of her resentment to the knight’s daughter. It truly was a sight to behold, and not a pleasant one at that. This is what anger and revenge birthed, ugliness and pain.
“Illya,” the boy called to his mistress but just like before, she remained silent. Concerned, Oz nudged her by the arm but the girl still remained unresponsive. The blonde frowned, concerned about what might be
