"Seriously?" Principal Henry Porter scowled. "Why so dramatic?"
"Oh…because I wanted to end the previous chapter on a cliffhanger."
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing." I quickly amended my statement and returned to the main topic at hand. "I'm not sure what's going on, but this is actually based off a fictional universe that was created for a tabletop game set in the 41st millennium, so I don't know how they ended up dedicating an entire temple to it. To simplify, the cultists of the Blood God revel in murder, bloodletting and violence. The more blood they spill, the more glory they gain. Their god cares not from where the blood flows, as long as it continues to flow. To put it bluntly, it's a cult of homicidal psychopaths who love killing."
"No wonder they're called the Blood Slaughter Sect," Porter mused, nodding thoughtfully. "I always thought it was quite the chuuni name, but it seems that there was a valid religious reason behind it after all."
