First part of the Epilogue: To kill a Mockingfox

“Who would have thought that werewolves need an administration,” I was about to think, but that sword really distracted me. Sticking out of that chest, bloody and glistening. And when it was pulled out, Cassandra fell to the floor, hitting her head hard. Everyone stared at her. A pool of blood started to form around her body. The shock prevented everyone from moving for a while. Then I dared to look at the holder of that sword. Who could possibly be responsible for this mess? To everyone’s surprise and shudder it was none other than Hitomi.

“Why?” I managed to utter. Hitomi lowered her sword.

“Why? Good question indeed. Why did you just leave me to die when those werewolves attacked us? Also a good question. I can only answer one of those questions,” she started to explain.