Bernkastel's eyes snapped open, darting around the room as she coughed and drew ragged breaths. Glass and debris scraped along the floor when she dragged herself up into a sitting position, a quiet groan with a hand on her head where Guardian's fingers were. Like two ice picks had been etching...
Even though Bernkastel's injuries were certainly healed by now thanks to Kire's technology, Guardian's grip on her head brought back the agonizing headache -- it wasn't as severe as when the backlash occurred, but the touch alone sent a wash of bright pain through her head. She grasped her head...
Mooli's expression blanked out a bit hearing different names being dropped around regarding the lab. Raising of an eyebrow here, a confused squint in vague recollection at a different name there. But like the others, the mention of Kassava caught her attention the most. And seeing the picture of...
Beach City Outskirts
Sinister Bernkastel sighed before nodding, pulling her eyes away from Vegetto Black to look at a puddle near their feet. He was right -- this wasn't supposed to go any further than getting rid of Whis. She couldn't parse how or why this riled her up more than it should...
Beach City Outskirts
The monstrous nightmare Lambda let out a frustrated shriek from having to wrestle with Vegetto for control over her weapon, and with her would-be victims ripped from her grasp she ultimately failed to fulfill the orders of her master. It slumped forward with its glowing red...
Sinister Bernkastel glowered at Spina, eyes narrowing suspiciously as the mysterious noise coming from his head started to grow louder until a sudden eruption jolted his whole body back to life out of her grasp. She began to take several steps backwards, her eyes landing on the lucky numbers...
Mooli furrowed her brows and strained to fight off the growing resistance she was feeling rise from Vegetto Black's body, trying to react with equal force in subduing him. Just as her body was starting to give way, the real Vegetto had intervened in the nick of time. While her expression was...
Bernkastel looked confused and frustrated at the same time since she could not tell the source of this 'inner voice' that seemed to consciously urge her into the battle faster than she was ready to properly act upon. There was no 'voice' behind these seemingly intrusive thoughts, no different...
"That's an- awfully- loaded question," Sinister Bernkastel replied between being sent through several walls of the buildings around them. Each impact unleashed a firework-splatter of blood marking the hole Spina left behind from throwing her repeatedly. And the Red Witch seemingly allowed it...
Bernkastel stood agape, shocked by the loud thud of Zenta's body hitting the ground before her. She tripped on one foot from the slippery mixture of his blood with the rain puddles forming from the storm. With a heave as she knelt down to prop him up for ease of breathing, her eyes widened from...
I know I said in my last post not to read Kimi ni Koisuru Satsujinki/Killer in Love by Akiyama Enma but their currently-releasing slice of life manga Noa-senpai is My Senior and My Friend (Noa-senpai wa Tomodachi) is one that I currently keep up with every week as translations come by...
Sinister Bernkastel's smirk stiffened to Whis's curt dismissal of her, tightening her grip on the umbrella with white knuckles while Vegetto Black's agitation flared up for the both of them. "I thought as much... then in that case, this cesspool has no further use for you." The Red Witch moved...
The giant hole in the ceiling carried Vegetto Black's voice up into the sky, the sound echoing as the eerily quiet outside world them all received a command to be silent. Thunder began to roll from a dull, low roar in the distance.
"If you understand this world is broken, then you already know...
"Your plan seems to involve Whis dying, so asking me to let you kill my friend is all the reason I need to get in your way. Running away just to save my own hide isn't the way I live." Mooli replied firmly, asserting a defensive stance. "You also have a really punchable face."
Bernkastel simply...
Looks like someone didn't want Clark getting involved after all, Bernkastel concluded, noticing Vortex Man had never returned to the restaurant. "Sorry Victor. We aren't exactly known for having a low-profile existence these days. You seemed to handle yourself fine for the most part in the...
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