The crimson eyes
black hair mixed with blood
The smell of death is in the air
Much blood spurted out every time he pierced the orc's body…
And then…
The hidden anger.
"So this is Allen's true power?"
Felicia knows Allen is powerful. He was almost as good as that great Theobald. But the power that Felicia saw now was the power to swing his sword at a living being.
His hands and sword were covered in purple blood. And so his body, splattered with orc blood. Allen withdrew his blade, which was stuck in the last orc's stomach. Without expression and also without looking tired, Allen looked at Felicia.
Felicia immediately shuddered at the sight of Allen covered in blood. And not only that, but even though Allen didn't show any expression, Felicia knew that Allen was angry.
"This orc isn't dead yet, but he seems to be immobilized; I've cut the back of his ankle," Allen said to a silent Felicia.
