“You have grown quite beautifully since I last saw you.” Hyakuhei reached out and traced a finger down her arm.
She didn’t flinch this time but could inwardly feel the slight shiver that she tried to hide. Her gaze never left his. He could see it in her eyes, the shock of seeing him again had worn off and was replaced by anger and hatred lined with a touch of compassion and confusion. He knew her well enough to know that by showing her that he still lived… he lifted the burden of his death from her shoulders.
“That’s it... this is the priestess I once knew.” A triumphant gleam flashed in his eyes as he watched her transformation.
Kyoko’s fear flew out the window as her eyes narrowed. This was the enemy from so long ago. How dare he come back from the dead into this place she had become
