Editing City Series:Volume6a Chapter9 (section)

===Part 5===

She cut out her eye.

The sound of fibers being cut rang directly in her ears and she initially felt like something was sticking into her brain.

There was pain.

Pain filled her right eye before tearing through her entire head.

But she did not scream and she pulled the knife out before throwing it away.

She ignored the metallic clunk behind her and looked forward with her left eye while holding her right eye.

She saw the control panel in front of her. Her vision had returned.

She took a breath.

Blood spurted from her right eye and dripped down in time with her pulse, but she ignored that as she removed her bloody hand from the eye and placed both hands on the control panel.

“I’m sorry! One day…once I can use this power – our power – as it’s meant to be used, I will come to you as a Messiah who isn’t being used by anyone and I won’t run away.” She coughed. “So…so please go on alone for now. Please.”

Blood dripped from her right eye onto the control panel and splattered there.

The pain was excruciating but intermittent.

However, she saw something odd through the window when she looked up with her left eye.

The night sky had come to a stop.

The Sylphide was no longer moving.

“…”

Speechless, she heard a sound like splitting wood behind her.

She looked back to find the cockpit’s rear wall had opened and the wind was blowing in. Fog instantly filled the cockpit and her one-eyed vision grew white.

“You’re letting me leave?”

<The Wind watches over the Messiah.>

The air conditioning turned on full blast to blow away the cold wind. It was warmly sending her outside.

She lowered her eyebrows somewhat but forced a smile.

She looked to the photo and bracelet on the control panel.

After some brief hesitation, she undid the bandanna tying her hair back and grabbed the photo and bracelet in her other hand. She wrapped them in the bandanna while making sure not to stain them with her bloody hand.

With the bandanna containing them like an envelope, she placed them back on the control panel.

“I will be back someday.”

With that, she turned around. That was the end of it.

She did not look back. She ran toward the back wall.

She ran outside.

The sounds of splitting metal came from all over the craft as if pursuing her footsteps.

The Sylphide was breaking apart.