[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Heart Kingdom Outskirts]
[Virelheim Mountain Village]
("For such small projectiles… they're destructive.") Gretel thought numbly, her gaze turned toward the devastation the water pellets had wrought. Entire facades of buildings had been punched through cleanly, splintered walls caved inward, roofs collapsed into heaps.
She didn't let herself look for long. The sight was too much, and Snow still stood at the center of it all, her hands folded loosely behind her back. The Mortifer wasn't interested in speaking anymore. And neither was Gretel.
There was no reasoning now. No space for words.
Only killing—Snow, or her.
("I can't keep wasting blood like this… my reserves are draining faster than I can replenish them.") Her thoughts came fragmented, threaded through exhaustion and pain. ("I'll have to close the distance. But the moment I use my Null Schema to its full extent, she'll learn how it works. That means I'll have to risk injuries—bad ones.")
