"Liar." Ayame moved faster than Rina expected, pressing the paper talisman against Rina's bare forearm.
The effect was immediate and agonizing.
Holy energy burned through Rina's skin like acid. She screamed, jerking away, but Ayame held firm, pressing the talisman harder against her flesh.
"Confess," Ayame demanded. "Tell me what you're planning. How many students have you corrupted? Is Kanzaki one of your thralls, or is he your partner?"
The pain was unbearable. Rina's vision flashed violet, and a raw, strong feeling erupted up from the Soul Seed: rage, a deep hunger, and the instinct to survive at any cost.
Her hand shot out, fingers almost elongating into claws, aiming straight for Ayame's throat.
She was going to rip it out. She was going to kill this bitch who dared…
The bathroom door slammed open.
"Rina, stop!"
