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“What about you?”

From the shadows behind the altar, children emerged. Dozens of them. Their eyes were hollow, their mouths sewn shut with black thread, and each one held a rusted knife. They moved in a shuffling wave toward Guts, silent as snowfall. berserk.manga

The wind did not mourn.

“I am Rosine’s memory ,” she said, tilting her head. “The countess of these ashes. And you, Guts, carry something I want.” Her gaze dropped to his chest. Not the brand—the beast inside it. “That darkness. It’s delicious.” “What about you

Guts sheathed the Dragonslayer across his back. Drew a smaller blade from his belt. And in one motion, without looking, hurled it past her head—into the beam above the throne. ” she said