You know?
I had almost forgotten.
In my rage, my conviction to uphold my promise.
I had made the mistake of thinking I was accompanying a delicate flower on a mission..
SHIIIINGGGGG!!!!
But as I watched Khalifa swing around an 8ft long blade, taking the heads of dozens of demons with a single strike, I had to do a double take.
It suddenly dawned on me that I was accompanying a supreme sanctum student, one the entire academy unanimously hailed as The white death.
SHIIIING!!!!
The flash of her blade instantly sent another dozen heads flying.
This wasn't a delicate flower, not by any means, she was a wild rose, one filled with an innumerable number of thorns.
Her form was nothing but a blur, one moment she was here, the next she had appeared somewhere else, a trail of bodies being the only evidence that she'd ever been present.
