Snatch

Dyon suddenly froze. 

His scythe lowered, its blade slicing against the grey ground beneath his feet. He didn't seem to care about Aritzia who was still beneath him. His gaze was completely dull and lifeless as though nothing could gain his attention.  

He turned and vanished, shattering the barrier of Aritzia's Origin Source seemingly without the slightest effort. In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared beside Madeleine's body. It was as though he didn't notice the fact his Master and his Third Sister were standing over his wife's corpse.  

He knelt to the ground, his hand cradling the back of her head. He didn't shed any tears, nor did it seem he seem to be feeling anything. It was as though he himself was the corpse.  

The battlefield was shocked into silence. Whether it was Dyon's wives, his daughter, or the brothers he shared his life with, all of them were stunned. None of them seemed to know how to react to this change.