"Ah… this means I get to kill plenty today as well."
It was a brutal battle.
I deliberately went for their strongest, leaving the weak to my companions.
That way, Ghost and Uriel wouldn't be in real danger .. they were strong enough to handle the rest.
As for Sansa, she was a monster in the same league as myself, so I had no reason to worry about her at all.
With the battlefield set, I could fight freely—ignoring the other soldiers on purpose.
Whatever emotions threatened to surface because of them, I drowned them in bloodshed.
My sword was too fast, my strikes too heavy and devastating for the enemy to handle.
No matter how they tried to surround me, they couldn't stop me.
At times, their blades and spears did find me.
I'm not invincible. Taking some damage is inevitable, even if my opponents were much weaker.
But the wounds they inflicted...after all their desperate efforts...healed almost instantly.
Their struggle was meaningless.
