Chapter 92: Rending Heart Claw

Twisting in wild passion, in perfect harmony, they shared the joy of union and the desire to soar together.

Some women value their chastity more than life itself.

However, others trample their chastity underfoot, treating themselves as commodities for trade.

Neither type described Simone.

She valued her chastity but wouldn't protect it at the cost of her life.

She wasn't foolish enough to gamble that Aizen wouldn't kill her. Once dead, nothing remains; staying alive is the most valuable thing—death renders everything meaningless.

Inside the dilapidated temple, two of the four walls had collapsed, leaving the remaining two barely forming a corner. Simone was curled up in that corner.

She was naked, hugging herself in a daze. The sword wound on her right thigh had barely stopped bleeding, but the bloodstains were still glaringly vivid.

There were no scattered crimson petals on the ground.