The Point to Everything

"Our abilities?" Hwa Endo looked at the screaming Lee Dojin. She then faced the numerous dolls, now clad in blood again. She grit her teeth. "Fuck, I don't have any other choice, do I? Snowbreeze," she yelled, her cheeks red. Even with all this going on, it was a bit embarrassing having to shout the attack name, like a middle-school boy with a dream.

However, there was no one who mocked her, as they a dozen crystalized snowflakes flying towards a doll and evicerating it.

Zheng Yunhe exhaled audibly. He laughed in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me." What had become of this world? If he was still in the military, fighting against people like her, he would not have lasted long enough to retire. "Step back, dear," he told his wife, as a two dolls appeared in front of him. His arm glowed a pale yellow, and he chopped down on their necks, perfectly cutting it in half.