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‎ It was certainly true that Lucille did not feel any substantial resistance as her claws scraped against the reanimated flesh. And she was not the type to really hold back, so at least it was clear that the undead puppet withstood a singular attack from someone who was trying to claw it in...

‎ What Ginevra said certainly made sense. Or… at least Lucille figured that it probably made sense because Ginevra said so. Since the wolf did not dabble in any magic that would work with corpses, she could not tell whether the state of the body or its experiences while it was still alive...

‎ Season 4 Enter, Wolf of Eternal Darkness! (@Cleo Looker) Choosing the Queen of Darkness (@Ginevra Delaney) Delights of One's Victory (@Ginevra Delaney) ☆ Zeusday Express (Mini event) We Met One Dark and Stormy Night Except One of Us Could See (@Azykia) Into the Deep Dark (@Ginevra...

‎ "Isn't repeated practice exactly what you want in this kind of situation..?" It was an innocent question and rebuttal to the idea that Ginevra would have to repeat the process of reviving the corpse, really. But perhaps not one that would go across well for some. Regardless, the wolf did end...

‎ Sure enough, a moment of patience had paid off. Remaining still, completely unmoving, it would be the wolf man who'd suddenly emerge from the foliage with the sound of leaves and sticks tearing, wood bending and breaking under the weight of his feet and hands. Her golden eyes quickly rested on...

‎ While Lucille might have been in a decent amount of pain, it was not something that the average person would find unbearable. The main problem was that the girl's tolerance toward pain was simply well below average. Perhaps it was due to her heavily sheltered life outside of the game, or...

‎ Eventually, and with a bit of effort, Lucille managed to claw her way back from the river of filth, even without anyone's help. Her pride did not allow her to stay down, either. With shaky legs and the feeling of disgust and weakness penetrating her entire being, she stood up and tried to...

‎ Whenever the wolf picked a new mastery, it was almost as if the game inserted some rudimentary knowledge of how to use it and what it could do directly into her brain. A strange thing, but a useful one. Surely that wasn't the case just for her, right? So how little could Ginevra know about her...

‎ The wolf girl narrowed her gaze when Ginevra insulted her, only to then fail to explain anything herself. This whole thing was rather unimpressive so far, wasn't it? "If life energy is only found in living things, then how is this thing supposed to control the dead who are no longer alive...

‎ There was just about zero respect toward the deceased and their holy place of rest. Granted, this was exactly the kind of blasphemy that Lucille wanted to experience in this world! But, admittedly, it was getting more and more difficult to go against her upbringing and all that was forced into...

‎ Magnolia was saved by her quick thinking and good reflexes. And while Lucille might have had the reflexes to match, her head was as empty as the void of space, eyes wide open as the water's surface drew closer and bloodied mouth open and primed for a scream. But it never got the chance to, as...

‎ Eastern Brisshal, the favorite newbie zone. Lucille had thought that she was long beyond it, but as it turned out, there weren't actually all that many popular forests nearby. And what kind of wolf would the girl be if she didn't go hunting for some prey from time to time? However, today...

‎ Once the coffin came into view, the wooden lid was already quite obviously scratched up from the wolf's powerful claws. Even if the girl rarely used them to their full effectiveness, they were still reinforced by Agonizing Savagery and as sharp as any well-crafted weapon you could find. If...

‎ Lucille simply walked some small distance behind Ginevra, hands slightly bent and resting behind her head. She was doing her very best to maintain composure and the tough facade despite practically wanting to cry as a result of stubbing her toe on some loose stone brick she hit herself against...

‎ The wolf girl wasn't quite as relentless as she appeared to be. She sunk her teeth deep into the beast and tried to tear out one chunk of flesh after another, but that didn't quite go as she hoped it would. It went fine once, but on the second attempt, even as the bloody splatter painted her...

‎ Lucille often had more luck than sense, and it seemed that this whole situation was no different. The way she had positioned herself, embedding her left claw inside of the create, had left her practically defenseless to any retaliation. But with an apparent lack of intellect, the creature...

‎ "I don't think I did--" Before she could even question how Magnolia concluded that Lucille was doing her best to care for the maid's well-being. Alas, she was clearly more interested in chasing the ghost instead of paying attention to the very real and mighty Wolf that was right next to her...

‎ Lucille very much liked to hear the acknowledgment of her greatness, so she nodded along with the words and hummed to herself in satisfaction. "Mhm, mhm~" The fact that the maid had to be present for all of this was somewhat annoying, but at least that also meant she would be there to...

‎ "Fufufu, you don't have to worry about it! You can just take those words as proof of my tactical genius and vast knowledge when it comes to just about anything and everything!" One could almost see the girl's nose grow longer with pride as she spoke, trying to come up with anything that would...

‎ Nighttime was certainly far more to the girl's liking. It was thematically appropriate, even if practically the lack of sunlight left Lucille nearly tripping over every stone or uneven surface. Sure, she was a beastfolk... but she was also very poor and could not afford to pick up a trait that...