All the wounds that Sting has sustained are gone.
"Chiara! Burn it!"
"Yes." "Fireball."
"Hihich, slow and slow. What happened to that horrible attack earlier? Ah?
Aurora Flame
"Hihich, it's not for nothing. Bye. Is that the kind of slow magic that hits me? Ah!
Sting made me try to avoid both Chiara's magic and Belengarian magic.
"Doesn't Pu"
Even if the iron bullet doesn't say Sting's forehead and doesn't say heart penetration, it's completely intact. No, the wound heals from the edge. I'm sure he drank a shard of Kamikaze.
"Hihich, yes, the daughter of a witch... she dies from nausea, but yes!
Sting heads to Chiara and throws something. But...
"Minakabe"
All the surrounding mails of Sting got covered in water. Water narrowed down small on top of it. Sting can't run anymore. They seem to be releasing magic and trying to break Chiara's water wall, but it doesn't work.
"Frozen"
And the cube of water surrounding Sting froze. I can't move one thing, and I still don't die. You will continue to live until your medicine runs out, savoring the pain of suffocation and ice temperature.
"Come on! It's a big deal! Chiara has ice pickled every person without any definite proof! I'm almost certain of it, but terrible decisiveness! Don't be afraid, Master Isabel, the witch who will let her pretty daughter get this far!
"Chiara, keep killing me. It's pointless to keep him alive.
"Yes!" "Wind slaughter"
Its own ice breaks in two. Sting's body also split up and down.
"Wind Slash"
Split left to right.
"Wind Slash"
Divided diagonally.
"Wind Slash"
It's getting finer and finer.
"Stay!
It was Damien who spoke there.
But Chiara won't stop. Sting gets even finer.
'Please! Wait! I want information!
"Chiara. Wait for him.
"Yes!"
They listen to Belengaria.
'This is my chance! Inquisition magic! Please! Give it to me!
"You have no choice. It's a loan, isn't it?
"Yes! Sorry, Chiara! Can you carry him like that? Over here! '
"Fine!
Sting will not die any sooner than he is drinking shards of kamikaze. But there will be only a few remaining lifespans. We need to do interrogation magic by then and squeeze as much as we can squeeze. He may be president of the Dark Alliance Coalition. I'm not sure if it's real, but Damien thought it wouldn't hurt to just do it.
And there's no one on the martial arts stage anymore. Damien pulled in, too, and Marianne was the only one left.
"Eh! This is how it turned out, so for the current game we will be reimbursed! I thought it was a good fight because of you! I look forward to Game Four! Please wait!
Around that time, the infirmary had just finished treating Curse.
"Yes! It's healed perfectly. I'll probably wake up soon.
"Thank you. How much do I owe you?
"One gold coin is fine. Because it was easy.
"Then please deliver this one. Curse took care of you.
"Fine. When I woke up, I didn't leave.
Alexandrine holds Curse's hand and looks worried. He was beaten beyond the count of Steed's rigid arms. I had just been beaten to the point of breaking a bone in my face yesterday myself, but Curse was obviously beaten more than that.
"Alex. Curse, how are you?
It was Serge who came to visit.
"It's okay now. All you have to do is wait to wake up. How's the venue?
"Mr. Ragna is going to suck. Looks like you're being treated in a separate room.
"Ragna? Yes..."
Alexandrine hears a lot from Serge. If Chiara's handling it, she decides it won't be a problem and doesn't move the spot. There won't be any more movement unless there's more to it than Curse sleeping here.