"She's still breathing."
"Impressive..." Xu Shuo commented flatly.
Having completed the task and with the grand finale ahead, he already felt a little reluctant to put forth the effort to act.
The reason why Xu Shuo hadn't directly finished off this player was because if the Traveling Poet's scheme failed, this poor little thing would be the next best hope.
The Traveling Poet contemplated, "The fact that she could withstand the corruption from this thing probably stems from the holy aura within her."
Xu Shuo nodded, "After all, this girl is a Holy Maiden from the Holy Court's Choir, Alex, don't you remember?"
The Traveling Poet: "..."
He flipped through the memories of Alex Green's previous life and managed to dredge up the image of that Holy Maiden from the distant past. He couldn't say they were identical, only that Her Highness the Holy Maiden wasn't as crazed.
But when the Holy Court had gone to subdue the Witch, it seemed like the Choir had followed, hadn't they?