Chapter 89 - From Blood to Blossoms
The room fell into complete silence, leaving only the bunny girl standing in its center, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Her once snow-white hair, as beautiful as freshly fallen snow, was now stained crimson with blood. Her clothes, her face, everything marked by the carnage.
Atlas stood before her, his gaze heavy as he watched her. Mira’s eyes had returned to their normal color, yet she stood motionless, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath.
For a moment, she didn’t move, just stood there in the stillness. Slowly, the girl turned to look around at the gruesome scene surrounding her.
Her expression was flat, neither shock nor panic crossed her face. Even though she had returned to her normal state, there was no indication of remorse or fear in her gaze.
Does that mean she was conscious of what she did?
Atlas wondered, his thoughts churning.
Did she unleash her fury deliberately while in that form? Is that why she’s been hiding her awakened status?
Mira began to move again, her steps slow as she approached her parents’ lifeless bodies lying on the blood-soaked floor.
She sank to the ground beside them, dropping into a seated W-position with her legs folded under her.
She remained utterly still, silent, staring at their faces. Then, slowly, tears began to stream down her cheeks, but there was no sobbing. No cries or wails of grief, just silent, unending tears sliding down her bloodied face.
Atlas sat down beside her, his gaze softening as he silently kept her company in this devastating moment.
What will happen to her after this? he wondered.