Despite her resolve, Clarith found that she was frozen with hesitation as more coherent thoughts crept into her mind, filling her with doubt.
What was the point of all this? Yes, it would carry out the mission that the rebels in Lucifenia unknowingly failed at, but then what? It wouldn't bring anyone back to life – not the innocents she executed, not the people of Yatsuki, and certainly not Michaela. Even if she killed Riliane, nothing would change. Clarith would still be all alone.
Her hands shook as she tried to regain her wits and focus on her task. Was she really this weak? Was she really so weak that she couldn't bring herself to kill the Daughter of Evil?
I… I can't do this! I can't do this to Michaela! She needs closure! I need closure!
She squeezed her eyes shut, and forced herself to thrust her gripped knife downwards.
At that moment, she felt a force push back against her, as if a hand wrapped around her wrist and stopped her m