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There was no world-changing revelation nor was there fanfare. All that came from the cold denouement was a feeling of disconnect. Rage, fear, sadness, joy, nothing could be felt by Marina. The only thing she possessed at this time was a foreboding sense of emptiness. She was nowhere close to completing her goal. The act of taking a life didn't weigh on Marina. Her split-haired killer especially; his life was nothing more than retribution for what he had done.

Her body didn't hurt. No, the adrenaline kept her mind off the pain. No, it wasn't the adrenaline. She was far too calm for it to be that. Even if her nose was bloody and her ribs cracked, she still took Yasuo's hand. What Marina had done there was what she felt like she needed to do. Yasuo had said something about a new face. She stifled a chuckle as best she could. At a time like this, literally getting a new face... She could do it. Really, it was the first emotions she felt since she ran out of galaxy. A brief smile cracked her blood-covered jaw. She was glad to have Yasuo with her. But right now, she just needed to run.