The blonde girl smiled as John steadied himself.
Her blade shimmered in the dappled light breaking through the forest canopy, its edge seeming to hum with bloodlust.
She lifted the sword and held it to her chest, tilting her head with eerie calm.
"Don't be afraid. When your soul leaves your body, God will embrace you."
Her voice was soft and melodic, like a mother whispering a lullaby.
"He sees all, even here… amidst filth like you. The Holy Flame of the Earth has guided my blade to you. You should feel honored."
John's brow twitched.
"...You done preaching?"
But she didn't answer. Instead, she raised her sword again and took a poised stance, her energy surging like a coiled viper.
Her eyes gleamed with divine conviction.
"You're the first sinner marked for purification. Let this forest witness your judgment."
She vanished from sight, her movement instant, like a flicker of grey smoke.
John's eyes sharpened.
"Slow Toad Breathing Skill, Activated."
