Soul Eater

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The Empress Luna

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Philip and Simone had arrived at the 'crime scene' and gasped at the glass fragments of the broken tabletop on the wooden floorboards.

They carefully placed down the trays at their feet before they moved to pick up the bigger shards, collecting them with their bare hands.

Their fingers bled as they continued gathering them.

It was as if they weren't bothered by the pain at all.

If they had a master like the Archdemon of Sloth for aeons then they must have expected this.

To Sloth's servants, this scene must be normalcy.

This theory of hers had been proven when Philip had evinced a transparent floating bubble with his hand and slipped the glass in there.

He stretched out an arm with his palm out and motioned it upwards, bringing the minuscule bits that were hard to see with the naked eye heavenwards.