With his three teammates lying face-first on the ground before him, the last boy simply gazed at me for a moment.
*CLANG*
As the other three bodies disintegrated into nothingness, recalled by the instructors, his sword instantly dropped out of his hands onto the ground as he pleaded.
"s-spare me, I was j-just fol-"
However, before he could finish his sentence, a sudden light-blue flashed across my vision, surprising even me.
Before I could even move, a sword jabbed forward at the weaponless boy, sending him flying into the air.
He didn't even get to land on the ground as his body vanished mid-air.
Glancing at the sword as it returned to its owner, I simply nodded my head and said.
"How long have you been there, Aizo?"
Clicking his tongue, he simply walked past me while muttering.
"You maniac, you know they were at least rank 1200."
As I shrugged my shoulders, he shook his head and continued.
"At least you're not hiding it."
