She had spent years waiting for him to acknowledge what he had done, to face the consequences of his actions, or at the very least, to stop treating her as something he owned. Yet now, when he finally stood between her and danger, it was already too late.
"N-No..." She murmured.
The Dark Magician's expression remained indifferent.
"Pity."
He snapped his fingers.
Nick mouthed something to Nora, and then his head exploded.
Blood splattered across Nora's face, her hands, and the clothes she wore. His body collapsed before her, and the man who had just called her his daughter could no longer speak another word.
Nora didn't scream.
She stared at the remains in front of her, unable to move, as though her mind had refused to accept what her eyes were seeing. Only moments ago, she had been ready to die. She had even thought of reuniting with her mother, believing that death would finally free her from the life her father had forced upon her.
