Chapter 133 Separated & Missing

• Diana stood right in front of a mongrel’s headless corpse. Her back was as straight as ever even with her round belly. In her hand was a dagger with a jagged blade. Chunks of monster’s flesh stuck in between its rough blade as dark blood dripped onto the crimson snowy ground.
• Though her chest was heaving from the almost endless round of battle that had just taken place a mere few minutes ago, Diana’s eyes gleamed with sinister thirst while she gazed far ahead—specifically, her eyes were fixated on the ‘impregnable’ walls of the enemy.
• “We have come this far. At last, the enemies are in sight. There is no way that they will be able to leave again,” said Diana like an oath to herself and to those who had fallen along the way.