At the center of the Dansei Desert, the place where the castle had once stood was now empty. Only white sand remained, whirling upward in the wind. Severed limbs and mangled body parts lay scattered across the ground. The blood-soaked knights faced enemies who looked exactly like their comrades, yet could no longer bring themselves to swing their weapons.
Leif swung her blade and cut down a puppet with Commander Hilton’s exact face, letting bright red, bloodlike fluid splash across her. She could strike without hesitation because she still remembered the face the puppet had worn moments ago and...
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