Chapter 239: Rinella’s Destiny is Her Own (32)
The scene was nothing short of a disaster, with blood staining every corner.
The Saintess rushed about, tending to the wounded. Most of them had lost limbs, broken bones, or were on the brink of death from excessive bleeding, yet miraculously, no one seemed to have actually died— except for those whose heads had exploded in the reception room.
Their fate was sealed.
I wished I could have saved them, but the Dark Order's contract magic seemed more effective than I had imagined.
The mere thought of what might have unfolded had they made that pact at the Gilford Orphanage sent shivers down my spine.
Senior Elsie's face clouded with sorrow as she gently wiped away the blood from my body with a damp cloth.
I was drenched in the blood spilled by others.
"Master, there's no need for you to endure this... I-if you had called me, I could have electrocuted these pieces of trash with ease!"
As she spoke, Senior Elsie clenched her teeth, her blue eyes blazing with hatred and resentment as they scanned over the injured, sprawled in agony.