With Gorthak's men lying on the ground, their bodies covered in the chilling aftermath of Light's glass attack, a cold sensation lingers in Gorthak's heart, gradually consumed by rage.
Gorthak: "I will not allow myself to die by a filthy human!" Reflecting the shards, he charges toward Light with his horse galloping. "You'll die!" he roars as his lance spins, gathering the wind's power to pierce Light.
As Light's classmates watch, he turns to his skeleton soldier and says, "Show me what you can do." Without hesitation, the motionless skeleton leaps into the chaos, stepping over goblin corpses while shards rain down on Gorthak.
Gorthak, still at full speed, taunts, "You think a mere skeleton can stop me?" The skeleton is blown away, but the shards aren't strong enough to slow him down. Inches away from reaching Light, Gorthak's horse suddenly freezes, and he is thrown off as his momentum carries him forward. Undead hands emerge from beneath the horse's legs, dragging it down and rendering it helpless. The skeleton begins slicing through its body.
Gorthak, stunned, struggles to get up. "Wha... what did you do?" he stammers.
Light grins and replies, "Oh, that? It's just another skill I acquired. It's a shame about the horse, really, but it'll be better under my care."
Gorthak questions, "What do y..."
Another ally emerges from the mirror—a skeletal steed with dark smoke emanating from its hair and eyes. Gorthak gazes into the horse's eyes, sensing the imminent arrival of the dark abyss.
Meanwhile, Gorthak desperately searches for his dropped lance, now under Light's feet. He watches as Light hands his undead soldier the weapon and orders it to mount the skeletal steed.
Light remarks, "Isn't this funny? You dying by the same weapon and horse you tried to kill me with."
Attempting to buy time, Gorthak proposes, "Wait... if you spare me, I can give you information about why your planet was invaded."
Intrigued, Light halts his advances and listens to what Gorthak has to say, while the others listen from a distance.
Gorthak smirks, knowing he has reeled Light in and seeks an opportunity to escape. "We received an order... an order from a deity to commence the cleansing and eradicate all human life. Our mission is simple: leave none alive."
Sarah interjects, her face filled with confusion and fear. "There's no such thing as gods, is there?"
Lily ponders, "I mean, that would explain the monsters... but if gods are real, why would they want humanity to become extinct?"
Katelyn remains silent, still in shock from Chuck's death and the display of power by Light and Mason. Tears stream down Mason's face as he mourns his friend, feeling utterly helpless.
the students speaks up, questioning,: "If gods really do exist, then... what are we going to do?"
Light responds confidently, "We'll survive, just as our species has done for generations."
Internally, Light contemplates, ("As for these gods, I will grow stronger until I alone manipulate mankind.")
Enraged by Light's words, Gorthak hurls a knife from behind his waist toward Light as he attempts to escape.
Unaware of the incoming knife, Lily catches it, amazed by her own reflexes, while Light, frustrated by Gorthak's escape, tries to use his skills again.
"Warning: Unable to use skill due to lack of mana," the notification disrupts Light's attempt to stop Gorthak. Frustrated, he mutters, "Dammit, he's getting away... Whatever, I'll deal with him another time."
Meanwhile, Gorthak seizes the opportunity to flee, disappearing into the chaotic aftermath.
Trying to regroup, Light refocuses his attention on his companions. "Hey, Lily, untie Katelyn so we can get out of here."
Lily nods and quickly retrieves one of the weapons discarded by the fallen goblins. With swift motions, she cuts through the rope binding Katelyn. Sarah and Lily assist Katelyn as she slowly rises to her feet, her expression a mix of brokenness and cold resentment.
the students speaks up, concerned: "What about Mason?"
Light looks over at Mason, still lying next to his fallen friend, devoid of any guilt. "If he chooses to stay here, that's his decision. But he won't survive alone."
Lily objects, her voice filled with compassion, "We can't just leave him..."
Light's gaze remains firm. "He made his choice. You can stay with him if you want, but I'm leaving, with or without you."
Sarah chimes in, acknowledging the harsh reality they now face. "I think it's safe to assume that we need Light, especially since gods are now a thing. By the way," she turns to the survivor student, "what's your name? We forgot to ask amidst all the chaos."
Eli, who had often kept to himself in the computer room, responds, "My name is Eli. I took advanced classes, so I haven't really seen all of you before, except in the hallway."
Light takes charge once more. "Regardless, we need to leave. We still don't know the state of the outside world. We need to access the situation and formulate a plan."
Agreeing with Light's logical approach, the others nod in agreement.
However, Katelyn's gaze remains icy, her mind overwhelmed by conflicting thoughts. ("That sadistic bastard! He killed Chuck, and no one else seems to acknowledge him as a murderer. Light, this isn't over! Not by a long shot!") Her emotions and personality are torn, a result of the shock she endured watching Chuck die and witnessing Light's unleashed carnage.
As they press forward, leaving Mason in his shattered state behind, they are met with a horrifying sight: the blue sky burning with the radiance of smoke, the city engulfed in terror. Creatures roam the streets, indiscriminately slaughtering any humans in sight. Airborne monsters swoop down, snatching unsuspecting victims for their insatiable hunger.
The screams of terrified civilians fill the air, blending with the agonizing cries of the dying. The group seeks cover, their hearts heavy with fear and sorrow.
They witness the lifeless bodies of fallen soldiers from the army that stood before their school, a stark reminder of the brutal reality they now face.
Lily silently hopes their teacher and the students who followed her are still alive.
Amidst the chaos, Light maintains his composure and turns to Sarah. "How far is your house from here?"
Sarah, her voice trembling, replies, "Not too far, but we need to navigate through these horrors carefully."
Together, they brave the perilous streets, their souls burdened with grief and uncertainty. The city they once called home has transformed into a nightmare realm. Yet, driven by the need to survive, they press on, step by cautious step, their determination unwavering.