It was a bright and sunny day on the road. A girl with black hair and brown eyes was on her way to school. On the way, she met two girls.
One of them said, "Hi Priya, I rarely see you nowadays."
Priya replied, "I have been busy."
Later, when Priya sat down in her classroom, her teacher Ravi walked in. He was a tall man with brown hair. Ravi was Priya's favorite teacher, and he had always supported her after the death of her mother.
But suddenly, a man came crashing through the classroom window.
He was of average height, with red eyes, long claws, and a gruesome look on his face. Everyone froze in terror. Ravi was scared too, but to protect his students he tried to confront the intruder.
"Who are you? Where did you come from?" Ravi demanded. The man only stared blankly. Ravi shouted, "Get out!"
In the blink of an eye, the man tore Ravi's head off. Blood dripped from his claws as the class stared in horror at Ravi's headless body.
Priya realized instantly that this man was too powerful to fight, but not everyone understood. Some students ran for the door, while others tried to attack him. He slaughtered them easily, cutting off their heads as if he were dancing through them.
Thinking quickly, Priya called the police. The man, however, seemed to be searching for someone. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on Priya. He gave a sadistic laugh.
Priya's heart sank—she knew she was about to die. Just then, the police arrived and opened fire, but the bullets had no effect. When they stopped shooting, he killed them too. Blood covered his face as he turned his gaze back to Priya, intent on killing her.
He leapt at her, but before he could strike, the girl Priya had met on the road earlier jumped in front of her—and was killed instantly.
In that moment, something inside Priya changed. Her fear turned into rage. Her eyes turned white, and a brilliant light filled the classroom.
From the light emerged a girl with green hair and green eyes.
"Hi! I am Bhumi," she introduced herself. But when she looked around the room and saw the bloodbath, her smile vanished. Her expression hardened.
She activated her power. Vines burst from the ceiling and wrapped around the murderer, binding him tightly. She drew a blade that glowed bright red, as though burning with fire, and with a single strike she plunged it into his chest, ripping out his heart.
As the dust settled, Bhumi looked at the unconscious Priya and gently carried her away.