The Cursed Executioner Pt.III

Stab. Judge. Kill.

Stab. Judge. Kill.

Stab. Judge. Kill.

Stab. Judge. Kill.

That was Rulis’ life now. However, this Rulis was different from the one that came through on the day of the summoning. According to Jeanne, the Rulis they all met was dead. Something else was in her body. Excelcior on the other hand couldn’t care less. She was efficient. She killed without mercy. She could never harm innocents. Human emotions never clouded her judgement. It were as if she was an Automaton made my Kaleb Zen himself. He couldn’t be any happier to have summoned her and her prowess in battle was basically prodigious.

Neburis on the other hand was not comfortable around such a presence. Rulis had become the very thing she despised. Her father.