C61 Thank You for Saving the Stream

The black coat that Ruhr was wearing had long since been torn to shreds by the brambles, revealing the white shirt underneath. Now, the white shirt was covered in large patches of blood stains. Her head and face were all filled with bright colors.

Especially the blade in her hand. Under the moonlight, it was suffused with a clear and cold light, continuously dripping blood.

Ruhr staggered