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“You’re burning out,” he said. “How many more times can you do that? Two? One?” He drew his own blade—a massive cleaver of black glass, humming with necrotic energy. “The White Shadow technique kills its user, doesn’t it? Every time you cut a thread of fate to avoid a blow, you cut a thread of your own life.”

“Yes,” she agreed. “But that’s all right. I was never meant to last.” Royal Guards of Ethyria -Final- -Yukari-chan- F...

A thin line of red ran from her left nostril. Another from her ear. Her left hand, the one that had caught the bolts, was trembling. The faded cloth doll at her belt had torn slightly, a wisp of grey stuffing peeking out. “You’re burning out,” he said

Yukari-chan raised one hand. Not to block. To catch . “But that’s all right

She looked toward the sanctum door. The Princess had stopped praying. She was listening.