To her, fencing was the art of survival. It was nothing more and nothing less. She continued to polish her skills without much thought. She heads off for the battlefield again today.
She mows down her enemies without a second thought. Within a few hours, the roar of the area became silent. "At last, some peace and quiet..." She let out a sigh, sensing an aura of ferocity from behind.
Her bloodthirsty aura was off-putting. The owner of that murderous intent appeared, clapping quietly. With a slight smile, he walked closer and closer. "Why don't you join my guild?"