Dazzling brilliance descended from the sky.
For the first time, the sewers of Port Doldot were illuminated by such radiance.
The malignant spirits in dark corners.
The bizarre creatures beneath the foul rivers.
With such illumination, they dissipated instantly.
Under this light, Marinda's severed right hand and forearm regenerated at a visible speed.
Even the surging vitality made Marinda glow, rejuvenating her entirely.
Miha was stunned.
Even being known as the 'Lady of Sorrow,' she had never witnessed such a scene.
"Impossible!
This is impossible!
How can Voodoo Power and Force of Holy Light coexist?
This is absolutely impossible!"
Facing a spectacle that could overturn her worldview, the 'Lady of Sorrow' roared in outrage.
However, even while roaring, the 'Lady of Sorrow' knew what she should do now.
Run!
The 'Lady of Sorrow' turned to flee!
But it was too late.
Marinda exhaled a cloud of smoke.
The smoke turned into a sword, piercing through her own chest.
