“Yun Seora…!”

Yun Seohui’s face contorted with pain. She tried to scream with a venomous expression, but she couldn’t finish her sentence. That was because Yun Seora’s longsword swung down without hesitation.

“You bi…!”

Chop. The blade slashed Yun Seohui’s throat, a fountain of blood spurting out along with her head.

Tk! Drrr…. The severed head spun in the air before falling on the ground and slowly coming to a stop.

Yun Seohui’s long, silky hair was spread across the ground, her face distorted like an evil spirit as her eyes looked up at the sky.

Yun Seohui’s death was swift and clean.

Seol Jihu scanned his surroundings in secret and quickly realized what happened.

Valhalla members weren’t the only ones around. There were some who had managed to escape the city.

Yun Seora had to be one of them.

She gasped for breath, standing in the same posture that she swung down her sword. Eventually, her arms went limp.

After a moment of silence…

“Unni…”

She spoke with a trembling voice and slowly looked back at Seol Jihu.

Her face was red from the blood of her older sister. Her eyes were glistening as if she would break out into tears at any moment.

“…Unni… was always like that….”

A hoarse voice came out.

“Whenever she did something wrong… she would always find someone to blame… or think of ways to avoid taking responsibility alone… ever since she was young….”

Yun Seora bit her lower lip after mustering up an explanation. Though she tried to hold it in, a teardrop fell from her teary eyes.

“To be honest… I knew it too….”

“….”

“The things Sinyoung’s executives have been doing… I tried to stop them… and correct their wrong….”

“….”

“But there wasn’t anything I could do by myself….”

Eventually, two streams of tears rolled down from Yun Seora’s eyes.

Clang. Her longsword fell to the ground.

“I’m sorry….”

Yun Seora lowered her head and cried like a child.

“I’m sorry…. I’m sorry that I couldn’t do anything…....