Why We Draw the Sword!!!
Looking at the crazy massacre in front of her, Rias only felt her hair stand on end.
The battlefield had become almost unrecognizable.
The once-proud grounds of the Sky Breaker Academy were covered in broken weapons, shattered stones, and dark stains. Mana still drifted through the air in chaotic strands, mixing with the cold wind that swept across the mountain.
Everywhere she looked, figures were falling.
Some Sky Breaker Academy students had already thrown away their weapons and fled.
Others had chosen to resist until the very end.
The clash of weapons continued in the distance.
A sharp cry would rise.
Then silence.
Another figure would collapse.
Rias stood frozen.
Her long red hair moved gently in the wind, but she seemed completely unaware of it. Her large red eyes remained fixed on the terrible scene before her.
She had fought before.
She had seen blood before.
But she had never witnessed a massacre on this scale.
