Cid - Realistic Afterimages

The swooping black and soaring gold collide.

And when they do…the gold smashes through the black.

Another person dead by her hands.

Akane looks down at the arm she used to pierce the Black Knight and feels a wave of something almost like resignation wash over her.

Her arm is covered in a black, sticky liquid.

It’s the Black Knight’s blood. No, wait…that isn’t right.

A voice comes from behind her. “That was my afterimage.”

She whirls around and finds the Black Knight standing there as calm as can be.

She’s positive she felt her arm stab the Black Knight through, yet he doesn’t have so much as a scratch on him.


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Volume 4, Epilogue