I was in so much pain that I forgot how to make a sound.
It was unbearable!
Choking on my blood and drowning in agony, I could barely even move my body.
'Argh! It hurts! It hurts so much!!!' My mind rang as I desperately wished for the pain to end.
The Angel, as usual, hovered above me, showing me the image of death. I was forced to face despondency once again—the inevitability of my loss.
Was I going to die? Was this really the end? I knew the answer to that at this point.
'I… I…'
"You are too dangerous to exist. Your level of threat has been completely analyzed. This will be the last attack." The angel remarked.
"Huff… Huff…" I made heavy breaths, looking at the figure that floated in the sky that glared at me.
Multiple bodies of the dead littered the ground, leaving only me standing. Many of my blades were already broken, rendered useless in the face of overwhelming force.
