Priya stood there for a moment, looking down at the corpse. This wasn't the first time she had killed. Or, rather, it wasn't the first time as far as she was aware.
Even until now, she didn't know that Zarek was the one who finished the fight with Sakks.
But that battle had been one where she had her back against the wall and had little choice but to do her best. This one… it felt like she had far more control, and every action in killing Belladoll was taken by her own hands, even until the final moment where she controlled the guillotine to accelerate through her body.
However… she still didn't feel anything.
Looking at the corpse, she only felt that her anger was slowly dissipating somewhat. Now, she suddenly just wanted Zarek to come back already so they could make up.
Maybe that big, overgrown loaf had known that, which was why he was so busy laughing and grinning all the time.
