As the fight finally ended, the same man, who never had a weapon, killed over a thousand people. That man and one other woman had killed the most among everyone. The woman had actually killed more than him, but she did have a weapon.
The woman had perfect, shining blue armor, an incredibly muscular form, blonde hair, blue eyes, and an enormous sword. I would definitely talk to her later. And maybe I would do something with her.
Instead of reforming the souls from my Soulscape instantly, I decided to deal with the victors first. The soul slaves who had lost would suffer, soaked in my mana to keep Tizi company. I wondered if that woman had lost her mind.
'Maybe I should free Tizi sometime.'
