The entire process of severing her own arm was far from easy. After all, human limbs had nerves. Though Anna had a high tolerance for pain and could endure the ordeal, it didn't mean that she enjoyed it. 0

When she had finally severed the rotting limb, droplets of sweat had beaded on her forehead. The entire table was also soaked with her blood.0

The clown approached Anna, and with its entire body, it gestured an apology.0

Anna reached for the cup on the table and took a sip before shaking her head. 0

"I'm not blaming you," she said. "I should've guessed. It's impossible for you to have an ability like limb regeneration. This makeshift arm was just a temporary measure.0

"Anyway, I called you over here not to talk about this arm but about us."0

The clown adjusted its tailored suit and then silently made...0