"Ha, don't make me laugh, do you think someone like you can take me down?!" A furious female voice echoed in the crowd as swords and daggers crashed into each other, sending sparks in every direction.
Some people who were lucky enough were dogging the swinging swords before they got hit, while for the others, they were going down one by one with their fresh severed in two, and others got their heads removed, faces damaged beyond recognition, guts spilled out, and others diced into pieces... But none of it mattered to the people still fighting.
A man who looked like he was in his late twenties had just finished killing a person who looked like a woman in her thirties or twenties, but it was hard to tell since the woman's face was damaged beyond recognition, as if it were crushed by a truck.
