"Destroy your opponent!"
"Come with the intention to kill!"
Mara looked at the boy her age. The boy was holding a sword, while she was holding a long staff.
The moment they gave a signal, both of them lunged at each other, swinging their weapons as if they wanted to kill each other.
Mara stepped on the ground hard and struck the sword from below, kicking it up. Then, she stabbed the boy in the chest, causing his ribs to break and his heart to have a hard time pumping blood.
Unable to control his body, the boy coughed up blood and fell to the ground.
Mara looked at the boy and hit the chest one more time. She hit him so hard that the boy's chest was crushed, including his heart.
"…" Mara didn't say anything as the boy continued to glare at her, unwilling to die. Unfortunately, fate favored her.
"Very good." The instructor clapped with a big smile. "Next! Remember, only half of you can survive!"
