Entoma - Ripped an Arm Off

As if in response to the boy’s remark, a nearby door opened. A woman slowly appeared from inside. She looked like a girl wearing an odd maid uniform, but instead of the scent of perfume, there was a stench of blood and gore hanging around her.

Hilma put a hand over her mouth and suppressed a shriek.

A man’s arm dangled from the woman’s hand. Torn muscle fibers were visible, as if the whole thing had been ripped out of his shoulder socket.

“Wh-what...?”

“U-umm, er, it seems like some people are coming to attack this mansion, and there’s a lot we have to do before they get here, so I brought her along.”

“Don’t mind meeee. I got to eat my fiiiilll for the first time in a whiiiile, so I’m quite satisfiiiied.” She spoke, although her mouth didn’t move. That was extremely bizarre, but there were several even more pressing questions. Most shudder inducing was the mystery of what exactly she’d eaten her fill of. Hilma had a guess, but she didn’t want to believe it.

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Volume 6, Chapter 9.1