Somewhere else within the treasury, a pure white-haired girl slaughtered monsters without end, her scythe tearing through even space itself, sending waves of black-red lightning crackling through the air.
Arza had been trapped in a chamber devoid of sound and light ever since they were teleported into the divine treasury after being captured by the elves.
Her hands never stopped moving as one monster after another fell, cut down with inhuman precision, even though she shouldn't have been able to see anything at all.
In just a week of being trapped there, she had already reached the peak of D-Rank as somehow the space helped her accumulate mana as she killed the monsters
A normal person would have gone insane, locked in such isolation for so long but Arza, who barely possessed emotions to begin with, felt none of that. Especially when she still had a massive supply of chocolates provided by Rael.
