The area was left bloodied. Students from Crescent Moon Academy layed all over, dead. From the top of the trees to deep into the earth, their bodies were scattered everywhere. One of the students, somehow still alive, dragged himself across the cold ground, tracing the dirt and leaving a trail of blood behind.
Damn it, that demonic bastard. He thought, flashes of what happened flooding into his mind.
He— He was so fast, we could barely even see him… And those punches. His body trembled at the thought. They said that he was just an F-rank who cheated his way into the secret realm, but what i saw wasn't something cheating could accomplish…. That was sheer power.
He kept crawling, dragging himself past his dead comrades' bodies, his face losing color by the second. His hands gave out, his head slamming into the ground with a THUD.
