Chapter 3: Closure. Battle_Cry.[Interlude]

The footsteps echoed inside the underground streets.

These weren't the footsteps of a human. These were the footsteps of the 4m tall monster that was made of concrete and railroad tracks, the stone golem Ellis.

Cradled in Ellis' arms, Sherry was waving her oil pastel, controlling Ellis' feet. Where should she go, she was rather clear of it. Before creating the second Ellis, Sherry had already used several mud eyes to grasp the target's location. But in order to create the second Ellis, she had already destroyed those eyeballs.

The face that took a punch was all numb. At first, the feet that were hidden underneath Sherry's skirt weren't touching the ground, but floating several centimeters in the air. Because of this, Sherry wasn't affected by the shockwaves created by Ellis. But after she got punched by that boy, even though the levitation spell absorbed the impact from the punch, the spell itself was destroyed. Thus, right now, Sherry could only let Ellis carry her away.

Sherry looked around, muttering.

It was so irritating to the eyes.

This underground space that was formed by concrete; this stinky, dusty and dirty air was really an eyesore.

The one who created this thing was really an eyesore. The force that was enough to create this was really an eyesore.

Sherry hated this city.

She hated the water of this city, the wind in this city, the land in this city, the fire in this city, everything and anything about this city. She wished for everyone in this city to disappear, to disappear from history; to disappear from human memory, to disappear from this world.

The face that got hit by the boy started to feel hot.

This city itself was the biggest reason for disaster, Sherry grumbled.

"Ellis."

Sherry said.

Originally, Ellis wasn't the name of this golem.

But the name of an esper who died at the age of 20.