"Liberación"
A whisper sounded in the wind. Before Nightshade and his assassins could make a move, their bodies fell to the ground, kneeling with such force that many of their knees were crushed into pieces of bone and cartilage.
Asura's body drifted down; with two beautiful grey wings and four black wings, he landed beside Mu Cheng, a sword in his hand, while looking at enemies with a careful gaze.
"I wasn't going to make a move, but somehow it felt like I should..." Asura spoke to Mu Cheng, feeling the same betrayal as he did once. There was a sense of companionship that had never existed before.
Thus, with the snap of his fingertips, dozens of the assassins exploded into blood mist, leaving only the Nightshade, who was now covered in countless wounds.
