Without hesitation, Kyle brandished the Starbreaker katana and thrust it out with all his might.
Receiving an enhancement in speed owing to the strong wind currents that pushed his elbow and the remaining part of his arm forward, the Katana's blade turned into a blur as it pierced through the young Aldra.
It was only at this moment that Kyle understood something crucial.
He had just killed the first being that looked just like his kind, like himself!
Yet, instead of feeling disgusted, Kyle didn't even bat an eyelid as death was something he had grown overly accustomed to.
As such, even when he tore the katana out of the young Aldra prodigy's chest, Kyle's expression didn't change even a tiny bit.
Warm blood splattered on his face, yet his cold eyes gave away no emotion of guilt or sorrow.
In the end, they had attempted to kill him with all their might and unfair tactics.
They had attacked him mercilessly and almost succeeded.
