Pukin Decapitates

There was some chatter behind Frederica, along with a mutter of, “The royal we? Seriously?” followed by a quiet giggle. Above Frederica’s head, something silver sparkled.

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Pukin nodded twice in satisfaction. “I’ll leave you to clean up these rude ones.” While walking, Pukin snapped the fingers of her right hand, and instantly there was a thunk, thunk as two somethings fell to the ground. Screams followed. When Frederica looked back, two gas masks — no, two severed heads — were lying in the hallway. The walls, the floor, the magical girls — everything was splattered red with fresh blood.

Two of the magical girls had been decapitated. Their bodies collapsed on their knees, blood gushing and spurting from their necks. They were probably the two who had scoffed at Pukin’s personal pronoun and giggled.

    - Magical Girl Raising Project: Limited, Chapter 3