"Though I don't know what kind of dream you're having... it's about time it ended... Little cutie, it's been nice meeting you."
Mu Ya's hand reached gently toward 035's chest, the ultimate destination of countless integrated circuits in this body—toward that central system shaped like a heart, which never beat, held no warmth, and yet had been crafted in that very form.
And at the very instant her fingers were about to touch that ice-cold heart, countless flashes of blade-light launched a surprise attack from the far end of the corridor.
Chapter 340