The stench of blood was nauseatingly thick in the stagnant fog-filled air.
Three companies worth of soldiers were littering the ground with their eviscerated corpses.
"...praising that bitch and her stupid undead...! Villains...! All villains...! Every single one of them! I can't allow such evil to exist...!"
Mika mumbled to herself as she pulled out her clenched fist from the exploded torso of the last Sloth soldiers.
"Tsk...!"
She clicked her tongue as her hand trembled - she opened her palm and looked at the empty spot where her ring finger should have been and gritted her teeth feeling the scorching anger burning inside her small body.
Her armor, her skin, even her ashen hair - everything was thoroughly stained with the blood of the ones she considered to be the evildoers.
The young girl put down her messed up hand and looked around at the carnage and smiled with satisfaction.
"The justice and order were brought back."
