The soul construct quickly stood to her feet; her illusory crimson hair fluttering as she stood valiantly in the skies; She didn't seem to have a single hint of the grievances of the past; and her aura only seemed to grow;

"Kill!" she roared;

The world fell into silence as the woman turned around and charged toward her fellow family members; Her previously shrill shrieks were still echoing through the skies, but after a moment, they faded, replaced by passionate roars; She even seemed to smile, as though she couldn't be happier to battle for her pride of her Emperor;

BANG! BANG! BANG!

She directly killed three warriors of the Brazinger family; It was clear that in their final moments. they hesitated. not knowing whether or not to attack. and yet that small gap in time was enough in a battle of Seventh Dimensional powerhouses;

She laughed into the skies. her heroism booming beneath the flashing lightning. She became an arc of crimson herself as she flashed about.

Everywhere she passed, another would fall, the strength she was exuding being enough to fill the hearts of true experts with respect and awe; However, for some reason…

It just felt sad;

Down below. Coach Owen and Old Hutch had been watching from the very beginning; Even with the raging torrent of battle around them. their eyes had never once left Leonel; Their expressions weren't as happy as one might expect. even though the fate of the battle already seemed sealed. there was a hint of sadness in their eyes as well;

It was either they would lose their

so that necessarily meant that they hoped a day like this one

much about what was happening.

just lost her younger sister. a grieving sibling who wanted nothing more than revenge on Leonel; Sure. there

many were innocent? How many were vulnerable? How many

would have to bear; After all, weren't the people of Earth victims as well? But which of them had stepped forward to condemn

Leonel they knew was completely incapable of doing; And yet. not only had he done it now. he had done it four times over without batting a single

had already made a choice far worse than this one just months ago; He

what felt like the hundredth time; This time, however, she didn't seem capable of reforming; A large chunk of her torso had vanished and her entire right

the skies before punching out with her remaining arm

swung a mighty great sword down, severing her

leg, colliding against a head with her shin and cracking

beneath the pressure, and yet she still lunged forward, baring her teeth and ripping out the throat of the warrior who did

she was endlessly valiant and she gave everything she had for her Emperor, not feeling the solemness of the atmosphere in the slightest, in fact, she felt nothing but elation and happiness, her

BANG!

echoing in all of their minds. The looks they gave toward

the young

"Rise."

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