"...Shizuka, are you okay?" Eve asks me while I'm staring at a pool of blood, seeing my reflection in it. I'm completely drenched in blood and there's a bad, heavy feeling in my heart.
"I am... sorry for stopping the fight. Killing so many people makes me feel strange and uncomfortable... it's... almost painful to hear their screams... even though I try to kill them quickly, there are still the people around who see me as a monster."
"I... I guess I wasn't ready for the looks of fear... I prepared myself to kill people, but when the moment came, it was very different from what I expected, and I hadn't prepared myself to see the despair and fear on the angels' faces," I tell her what I'm feeling.
"..." Eve crouches down beside me, and I see she's also dirty with blood. It sounds kind of idiotic for us to be stopped, staring at our reflections in the blood while not far away angels and demons fight to the death.
