Yarin's POV:
The dwarf was still laughing until the moment he died. He did not have any fear of death. Instead, he was eager to run to the podium.
Blood gushed from his chest and flowed, dyeing the carpet black. Even the blood of this b*stard tainted by the evil power from head to toe was black.
As he was on the verge of death, the bone rope gradually withered and drooped weakly as if it had become an ordinary rope.
"Death is…A new student…He... It's here..." At the last moment of his life, the dwarf muttered.
He was dead.
After everything was over, I could finally form my human form. Lily's body had reached its limit. She was covered in wounds, and her clothes were stained with blood.
The wound on Lily's shoulder was still bleeding. The bone rope, which had turned into an ordinary rope, was now a drainage tool, accelerating the blood loss in Lily's body.
