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Action/Narration:  The cliff-top castle was surrounded by trees and far from any human settlements. Yet, in spite of that, screams and laughter filled the air around it. However, it wasn’t humans that the voices were coming from. The world outside had become a living hell. Demonic underlings laughed as they soared past the window. One monkey-like underling peeked inside. Kaito’s eyes were still closed as he snapped his fingers. His blade swung precisely, cleaving off the underling’s wings. It let out a loud scream as it began tumbling down. In the space of an instant, Kaito forgot all about it. Elisabeth… As he continued coughing up blood, his thoughts turned to the events that had just occurred. The gut-wrenching spectacle played out once more before his eyes. First, the petals engulfing Elisabeth and Jeanne all vanished. The two of them suddenly found themselves free. And at a glance, their bodies seemed the same as ever. Their faces contorted in confusion. Then, though, without warning, the horrible transformation began.
human
Elisabeth:  “…Rgh!”
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Jeanne:  “What’s the matter, miss? I—Ow!”
human
Action/Narration:  A single strand of dark-red blood had begun running down Elisabeth’s shoulder, and the same had happened to Jeanne’s arm. It was like they’d each been stabbed with a sharp needle. But no one had attacked them. Their skin had been impaled by something hard and pointy yet, at the same time, also soft from within. A black feather peeked out from Elisabeth’s skin, and a white feather did the same from Jeanne’s. It was immediately clear that something was wrong. After all, feathers had just sprouted from human flesh.
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Elisabeth:  “This is…”
human
Jeanne:  “…Impossible.”
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Action/Narration:  The two of them exchanged a glance. But they didn’t have time to leisurely discuss the phenomenon assailing them.