If you ask about my opinion on the whole battles, it wasn't even a fight.
Yes, they were troublesome but not as deadly as I had initially thought. I shouldn't had put too much effort to be honest.
Let's run it back.
As my opponent swung his axe downward, I quickly stepped aside from the direction it was heading.
As the axe hit the ground, the impact cracked the arena surface.
But before the axe even reached the ground, I had already flipped myself into the air, avoiding the aftershock that come right after.
Landing on the tip of the axe, I could see the changes on my opponent's expression.
'Oh, it's already too late, buddy.'
Bringing my right hand up, my five fingers stretched wide and with it, I brought it down across my opponent's entire torso.
The gruesome sound of flesh being torn ring the entire arena.
Blood burst out from my opponent wound.
As a five huge torn marks were left upon my opponent body... and he collapsed right after.
The crowd fell into dead silence, as my unconscious opponent body cover in it own pool of blood.
My eyes turn to my hand soaked in it red liquid. Rubbing my finger, feeling the texture of slippery, wet, and slightly sticky.
"When was the last time I did that move... It feels nostalgic, really."
I said as I loosened my hand, soaked in my enemy's blood.
The tournament continued on.
From there, I end up giving my other opponent almost the same treatment. Nothing seems challenging enough even after facing my last opponent.
I was the last one standing.
"That was easy."
Nobody question, on how I end up winning, just a long silence.
Shortly after I was handed the prize for winning the tournament, but lets be real, that was not what I was really after.
Standing in the middle of the arena, the crowds slowly disspear one by one. Then, two people, covered in masks with identical uniform , approached me, handing me an envelope.
Taking the envelope from their hand, I inspeak the wax sealing the envelop become opening it.
To simplifed things, Inside icontained my invitation into the organization.
Before I even finish reading, one of the individuals handed me the organization's uniform and told me to followed them.
Without much question I join the two. We went quite the distance from the city and before long the carriage enter a more rural place. Turn out I was brought to one of the organization's base, and there I officially promoted to be one of its members.
I was introduced to my colleagues of the same ranking and given a full tour of the organization's base.
The prison, the lounging area, the kitchen, the training rooms, the laundry room and all you can expect like a functioning living place... But I only really cared about one thing.
Not to long into the tour, I was brought to the meeting room. Here supposely, all the higher members of the organization would gathered, including the leader.
And the highest of the ranking has their portrait in the room.
I looked at all of them until my eyes caught the very person I had been searching for.
"So you are in this organization, cursed lady."
Saying this in amusement, my tour guide turned to look at me.
Looking at the potrait he begin spilling about the figure in the potrait.
"That is Miss Arlen, also known as the Cursing Flame. She is one of the twelve members of the Abyssal Depth, the highest ranking to the organisation... She is also the head of the House of Rose."
Miss Arlen, huh? So that's your name.
" From my own knowledge she's the least liked among the twelve because of her unwillingness and silent demeanor."
"..... But I liked her."
My answer caught a shock look from him.
"Did I hear that wrong?... You must be kidding."
I left him unanswered as I continued staring at her portrait.