Thud! Thud!
Soft footsteps echoed in the still atmosphere. Soft groans and whispers echoed from the background.
The thick stench of blood was enough to deter anyone who was close to the scene. Lying on the ground were bodies cut to pieces.
Most bodies were not complete.
Some were split from head to torso while some had their arms shattered, their bone fragments scattered everywhere.
Some had their chests caved in, their ribs shattered to pieces.
Worst of all, their facial expressions were of those who had seen their worst nightmare.
Yet, in the midst of such a gory scene, a young man with silver hair and deep blue eyes walked calmly, unblemished by the chaos around him.
His robe was pristine.
His expression was calm, bordering on indifference.
He stopped before a burly young man lying on the ground, groaning in pain and holding his shattered arm.
