"Ah—"
The howling cold wind carried an inhuman wail, interspersed with the crackling sound of arcing electricity.
Valery's body lay in the freshly frozen slush, a gleaming short sword with its ruby on the serpent-patterned hilt flickering, currents roaming along the blade, emitting a soft Holy Light.
Valery's face, his beard dry and shedding, rapidly withered and cracked, turning to ash little by little in the Holy Light, dissipating in the cold wind.
Along with it, the unspent life force in his body also vanished.
"Damn humans... Ah—"
The 'Miser' Jack tried to emerge from Valery's body, but as soon as the black smoke seeped from the surface, 'the glory of the Karen family' seemed triggered, bursting forth in a strong flare of light again.
In the midst of painful wails, the black smoke retreated back into Valery's body.
Even with this temporary shelter of a body, it couldn't last long under the Holy Light.
"Humans... what exactly do you want to do..."
