Taint

Sarriel looked down at her chest, her eyes narrowing. There was something odd about her reaction, as though she was more surprised than in pain.

Just now, there was a definite unnatural shift in the world that she couldn't quite explain. However, whether she could explain it or not…

A mouthful of blood came from her cherry lips, her body shuddering as it began to shut down.

She didn't think that she would experience death so soon. But maybe she never really considered it at all.

In her mind, no matter how many times she danced on the edge of life and death, she would inevitably come out on time.

Ironically enough, she was a lot like her husband in that respect. As much as she talked about the danger of the world, and as cautious as she was with her every step, she was still endlessly arrogant.