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Besides the scent of perfume, Elmer unexpectedly caught the smell of blood. He hurriedly rushed towards the room where the bloody odor was coming from. Pushing the door open, Elmer saw a pool of blood on the bed, along with two pairs of pure white wings.

Upon closer inspection of those wings, Elmer realized that the damn angel had actually severed her own wings. The bloodied and flesh-mangled wounds were still oozing fresh blood.

Eleanor pushed Elmer aside and upon seeing the scene, her face almost burst with veins popping out. She cursed, "Damn angel! She doesn't even care about her identity anymore!"

Elmer caught a falling angel feather, still smelling the fragrance of lilies. His mood grew even more restless. He pounded his fist against the door, trying to stabilize his emotions, and asked, "Eleanor, now that she has severed her wings, can you no longer detect her scent?"