"The Four Bullets"
It hurts! It feels as if something is piercing her soul and slowly tearing it apart.
Ainsley got this pain right after she used her curse ability on the fatty Cailon. It was right at that moment– her suffering began.
Ainsley's face paled in an instant, and she couldn't help but retract her luck manipulation ability.
Only then the pain subsided a bit, but the trauma was still lingering there.
The fear of when she felt her soul tearing apart is there. It was such...such a scary feeling!
Ainsley already broke in a cold sweat as she aimlessly called for Elliana, Axelle and Nouvan.
"It hurts...c-check me. Check my soul. W-what's wrong with my soul."
When Ainsley said that, the three people who knew that Ainsley fell into a coma because of her soul injury instantly freaked out.
"N-nouvan, hurry, check!" Axelle already fished out a soul-nourishment potion from his storage necklace and hurriedly hugged Ainsley.