280. Forthcoming XIX

Freakishly, Felicity, with no sense of direction over her body, controlled it back to her head. She creepily picked her head up and, frightened tried putting her head back to her body.

Fritz remodeled the Severance Blade a bit, changing some of its attributes and how the weapon look. He had it done by his friend, a blacksmith only to make the people who cut his limbs pay for what they did.

"Why?! Why can't I put my head back?!"

She was terrified to no end, grumbling about her head and how she could put it back on. Desperate as she may have looked, Felicity is still thinking if she could really take down Fritz.

'He does not want to kill me right now. This fucking bastard wants to break me apart first before finally killing me. I'd use that opportunity to eliminate him!'

Even if she managed to build up the strength again to kill Fritz, Felicity could not erase the fact that she is scared to death.

"It's pretty amazing, right?"