'Clop-clop.'
The fight was over; we won and lost at the same time. Joseph was dead, so was Joséphine, and Lady Beatrice.
Cupcake and I rode in a carriage drawn by two horses. Behind us, Lucy and Evelyn followed in another.
'Creakkkkk!'
The gates of Château de Cerises (Cherry Castle) creaked open. Beyond the château's outer walls, we found ourselves facing an additional wall crafted entirely from cherry trees.
"Blood Art Technique: Inverted Square."
A 3×3×3 meter cube took shape, extending from my spot at the rear of our carriage to the one trailing behind.
Evelyn lay across the carriage seats, her head nestled in Lucy's lap. Lucy gently twirled a strand of her hair as Evelyn remained still, unconscious.
They seem peaceful.
By the time the fight ended, Lucy's fire had already consumed the bodies of Lady Beatrice and Joséphine.
'Clop-clop.'
We moved along a broadway lined with cherry trees, their blossoms guiding us toward the mansion's entrance.
"Wait a minute."
