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.
"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.
From there, I continued giving my other opponent the same treatment until I was the last one standing, winning the tournament single handedly
"That was easy."
I was handed the prize for winning the tournament, but what I was really after was about to come.
Two people, covered in masks, approached me, handing me an envelope.
Inside it contained my invitation into the organization.
One of the individuals also handed me the organization's uniform and I was to followed them.
I was brought to one of the organization's base, and there I officially become 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 aspect... But I only really cared about one thing.
Then I was brought to the meeting room. Here, 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... 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 shocked him.
"Did I hear that wrong?... You must be kidding."
I left him unanswered as I continued staring at her portrait.