The man being pushed at the front was in a sorry state, both his arms were severed, very recently at that as both cut ends were covered with wet red bandages, which was of course not their original color…
"Huh? Did you have an internal conflict within your sect, chil- Blade?"
The woman almost forgot herself when she saw the confusing sight and was going to call out the youth's appropriate name before revising her words quickly.
"Do not joke too much, Cult Master, Blade wouldn't have called us over a matter like this. It seems like the matter is truly serious for us to see this…"
