With a soft groan of pain, Michelle decided to once again start attacking the monsters and beasts since she was already at the breaking point. The pain in her whole body made every single move a torture, but except for the soft groans that escaped her lips every now and then, she didn't show any signs of discomfort. She just swiftly swung her sickle and dagger at the creatures, her silver hair already stained red with blood. But her eyes remained purple. Her emotions were stable. She was just steadily aiming for a single goal.
Stabbing the blade of her sickle through the neck of one beast, Michelle finally felt her muscles give out, making her stumble over. Her eyes widened. She had already gone through it once in her past life, but the pain was still able to tear a painful wail out of her mouth, surprising even the creatures.
