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Guts didn’t slow his stride. “You’re an apostle.”

The countess rose, her form beginning to twist, flesh bubbling into chitin. “I think you’ll hesitate. And hesitation is a wound I can open.” berserk.manga

“That village three miles east. Still standing?” Guts didn’t slow his stride

The name tasted like ash and purpose.

“Puck,” he said. “Get them to the next town.” her form beginning to twist

That forest again.

The iron bell fell like judgment, crushing the countess mid-transformation in a spray of ichor and broken chitin. The children stopped. One by one, threads dissolved from their mouths. They blinked, confused, and began to cry.