Half-step Purgatory

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man.
Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind?
Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake.
Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era.
And the madness.

Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

If there were really assassins, then no one could be sure if there were also hidden assistants near the carriage. With her child, Faye couldn't take any risks, so she flashed back with her child, noticing the inorganic look in the assassin's eyes when the assassin missed the first strike.


She also felt the chaotic flow approaching from the side.


She turned her head and saw the arrow already closing in, and as a mage, Mowish's second daughter calculated its trajectory first - it would hit the child in her arms as it turned.


This discovery prompted Faye to immediately activate the Petrification Spell on herself; there was no time to use a spell formation to deal with this magic arrow. The young mother turned sideways, intending to block the arrow's trajectory with her body - Faye understood that doing so might result in her death, but not doing so would surely lead to the child's death.


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