There are five fundantal stances for any sword technique—
The foundation upon which all sword arts in Lumina are built.
Just as elves use the eight-sided stance, tailored to complent their agility, the Asuras have their own—
A stance that prioritizes overwhelming force, each strike carrying the full weight of the wielder.
"AHHHHH!!"
The Asura boy's yelling snapped back to reality.
He stumbled down as he clenched his forearm, trying to stop the bleeding.
"HELP! H-HELP—!"
"Stop shouting."
I silenced him with a swift kick to the chin.
His head snapped back, and he crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
No more screaming.
No more struggling.
I turned to the others. "Anyone else have a problem with being the leader?"
Sibry's crimson eyes burned with defiance, but she held her tongue.
The other Asura, jaw clenched, simply stood still.
He didn't do anything foolish.
A wise choice.
"Hmm?"
My gaze shifted as Epione stepped forward.
Without hesitation, she picked up the severed hand, aligning it with the boy's forearm.
A small, ethereal blue bird materialized above her, its gaze locking onto mine before—
Tweet! It landed on my head and started pecking.
Blue flas engulfed Epione's hands, licking at the boy's wounds—
But they didn't burn him.
Instead, the flas rapidly sealed his injury, flesh knitting itself back together.
'....'
A mory flashed through my mind.
That sa fire had once licked my wounds—
While I was trying to kill her.
...She was healing .
"He should wake up in a few hours," she inford, standing back up.
I resisted the urge to pat her head. Instead, I focused on them. "Form pairs. I'll assign tasks."
They nodded as they rearranged themselves.
"I'm with you!" Zenith bead, stepping forward.
Before she could reach , Siersha grabbed her wrist.
"You should pair with soone else," she said, her tone unreadable. "I'll be with him."
Zenith frowned. "Why?"
"I'll be of more use to him than you," Siersha said, her crimson gaze calm. "Step back."
"How can you—"
I let out a tired sighed. "Enough. You two will pair up."
They both turned to .
"What about you?" Zenith asked, tilting her head.
"Epione will be with ," I said while keeping my face neutral.
"Huh? ?"
Epione let out a startled voice as she pointed at herself.
"Yes." I nodded, looking at her. "You will be by my side."
The little bird pecked on my head harder, but I chose to ignore it.
Zenith looked between and her in confusion.
Crossing her arms, she fell into deep thought.
Siersha, on the other hand, returned to her calm look.
"Anyway, is there anyone who knows a lot about other students?" I asked, shifting my gaze to the others.
A complete silence lingered until—
"Um, I can help."
A girl mumbled, raising her hand.
She was a human.
Perhaps from Uzu or Von Castia's branch family.
"When we gather enough clues, try to piece together who might be involved."
She nodded.
"Alright," I continued, looking at the others. "Three groups will guard the body. The rest, search for clues."
They all nodded as they moved away.
The group of 30 thinned down to only two.
and Epione.
She kept on looking at as if waiting for my orders.
I gestured towards the door. "Let's go in."
Opening the door, I walked inside, and she followed.
I once again looked around the place properly while glancing back at her.
"Make sure to inform if you see anything worthwhile."
Epione gave a gentle nod.
She turned and walked around the room.
"Tweet!" And of course, her fucking bird had the ti of its life pecking .
I will have my revenge one day, fucker.
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