Noah took light steps in an environment that spoke of extreme damage. Black smoke filled his surroundings, but he remained capable of seeing the areas before him.
His silver gaze remained on a figure laying half dead within a huge burning crater. The figure had its upper body intact. Noah had been brutal in his doings.
He had somehow fallen into the love of simply cutting people or beasts in half. His method was simple but gory. Still, he lacked any concern for his opponent's pain.
Arriving before the veiled lady, Noah flicked his daggers and slashes made completely out of blue-orange flames and purple mist flew out to slam into a certain huge figure approaching that position.
"A mere beast shouldn't be allowed into this battleground," His words were cold. The result of the attack had been the explosion of orange flames. The two slashes had been enough to set the huge tusked beast on fire.
