Dracula’s Castle END

[BONUS]

Trixie sneered. "Heh. Don't make me laugh. We know that it's your feeble attempt to scare us."

"It's a cat's last purr before dying," added Robert with a snicker, making the others laugh.

"Listen here, Orc." Trixie stepped forward and pointed her polished nails against Ragnar. "You better leave now if you don't want pai–!"

Ragnar's weapon soared like a hunting bird, ripping into Dark Python's group like talons. The shot whistled in the air as it sliced through multiple players with a macabre snick.

A masterfully timed shot, which landed with an almost pleasant-sounding thunk, made Trixie and her team flew into the air like a duckpin hit by a bowling ball.

Since Trixie was in the front, she took most of the brunt of Ragnar's attack. In just a blink, she suddenly found herself in the air, and she couldn't tell what was happening as the surroundings flipped before her eyes.

Before she burst into particles, she saw a half of her severed body.