"Is anyone still alive?!" A sole figure walked tiredly through a bloody silent battlefield, her armor caked in blood as she used her sword as a walking stick to help keep her balance.

"Anyone!?" She shouted once again, her voice cracking as she looked at the surrounding dead bodies. It had been a bloody massacre, her white hair was dyed dark red with blood, her once smooth face was nowhere to be seen as she was covered in all matters only Ysion knows.

She frantically looked for her companions at least, they were separated at the initial clash. The latest battles were hard and almost always ended with casualties, but the last one was something out of their expectations.

A sole skeleton figure silently appeared floating above their camp as they were still too exhausted from their last fight, he rained down green hellish flames that seemed to come out of the depths of Zuhnir's realm himself. No shields were able to stop them as they ate away at anything they touched.

Laura was able to draw the beings attention towards her as they started their fight, but that left her army vulnerable without their leader as an army of hellish monsters attacked them from all sides.

There was no plans no formation, it was pure chaos. People fighting for their own survival, as monsters and undead swarmed them. Allen, Collin and Lana gathered a small team around them and tried regrouping, but the monsters would not let them.

Laura could still remember as she was engaging with the skeleton being, she tried heading back towards her companions to help them, but he pressed her and did not give her a chance, a single slip allowed him to teleport them away from the battlefield as they engaged in their own battle together.

She did not remember how long their fight ranged, as she summoned every ounce of her Angelic blood to help her gain the upper hand, the more she used however the quickly it drained her.

Her eyes had turned pure white as they shined, as transparent wings sprouted from her back allowing her to move faster, the being however was a pure monster as even with all that he did not go down without a fight.

By the end she emerged victorious, her figure however was nowhere as glorious as one would expect, her left leg was useless as she limped using her sword, her armor broken as cuts and bruises decorated her whole body. Her hair was dyed red with blood she did not know who's.

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Nonetheless she did not stop, she kept limping all the way back towards the battlefield, what awaited her however was only destruction. Bodies of her men littered all around the ground surrounded by an even larger number of monster corpses.

It was so quiet as she slowly walked through the sea of dead bodies, her expression was broken as she looked at their faces. They had all died...

Was it worth it? So many lives lost all for the sake of clearing this one floor, was it really worth it?

She shouted hoping for a survivor, praying to at least find one someone anyone!

She could not be the only one to have survived, she refused to believe that, as she limped through the camp her mind was blank as she desperately searched for her companions, "At least them, at least them..." she mumbled as she looked through the various corpses.

She arrived at one area where there seemed to be significantly more monster corpses, decapitated bodies of what were once tanks were littered in front of them as they seemed to have laid their lives to stop the monsters.

As she walked closer her mind went blank as she saw a familiar body on the ground, Allen's...

Around him the monster corpses on the ground were way bigger then the rest, and all had slash marks from his claymore all over their bodies.

She rushed with all the power she could muster towards him as she collapsed next to him, his armor was dented from the sides, a huge slash ran from his shoulder all the way down to his stomach, he laid on his back as his eyes were looking towards the grey sky.

"ALLEN! ALLEN! You are going to be okay do you hear me!"

His eyes seemed to regain focus for a second as he looked at her and mustered a bloody smile "Laura? Haha *cough* *cough* you survived."

"Shuush don't speak, it's gonna be okay Allen you are going to be fine, I-I'm gonna fix this" she said as tears streamed down her face, he lost too much blood, and was hurt too badly. She tried willing mana towards her as her hands glowed lightly for a second before turning back to normal.

"No no noo! Come one! Work!" She tried willing it again but she was too exhausted as well, Allen looked at her with a gentle smile as he moved his hand up towards her she grabbed it with both hands tears streaming from her eyes as he spoke,

"Collin and Lana, they were behind me I could not let those guys get them *cough* did they make it?" He asked weakly his voice growing weaker towards the end, tears blinded her vision as she wiped them with her hand and raised her head to look behind them, she paused for a second before turning to look at him smiling while tears ran constantly "Yes—yes they made it, you protected them."

Allen smiled weakly one last time as if a burden was pulled from his shoulders, and gently closed his eyes his hand no longer gripping hers.

A heartbreaking scream echoed through the quiet battlefield, as Laura sobbed uncontrollably next to Allen's body, after a while she quieted down her eyes red and moist, she weakly stood up and limped back for a few steps before stopping.

Her face held a sad smile, as her heart seemed to want to struggle out of her chest in pain. In front of her laid two people collapsed on the floor holding each other's hands, they were none other then Collin and Lana...