Kai and Kiara paced towards the event hall from the other end.
Kai, positioning himself in front of Kiara, clutched a sleek black longsword covered in ancient patterns.
As they both raced up the stairs, they witnessed the corpses of fallen students.
Kiara was neutral and kept her calm, trying her best to pay no heed to the gore.
As for Kai, his arms trembled and his eyes grew hollow.
Most of the faces now dead he particularly knew nothing about, but it foretold a grim future.
One he didn't want befalling any of those he cared about.
"Kai, we need to get out of here."
Kiara's suggestion was the most logical course of action and the kind he would have taken, was his reason not currently twisted.
"I can't leave!"
Stopping at the final step leading inside, he responded without an ounce of hesitation.
"I might die… my goal might go unfinished, killing a saint demanded another to replace them. I want to be that someone. So how can I live with myself if I ran now?"
