"Heh~ Bunch of pests." A short man with bald head snickered, enjoying the scene.
And it wasn't only him, other nobles also sharing in his so called justice worthy judgemental belief. Of ridding the thorns from the flowers without question.
....
Raising both dual black blades, Reze crossed them in an x position. A deadly glare flashing in her retina, causing Liam with the other commoners to flinch.
"Thank you, miss Reze." Liam weakly smiled, his face bore that silent 'i understand' expression.
Knowing what awaited them, the rest of the mobs followed in Liam's steps. Shuddering at the face of death, but refusing to submit to it's will.
'Fascinating.' Reze inwardly thought staring at the group of people.
It was no doubt they were crazy and easy to manipulate, but she didn't blame them. As commoners, their whole lives was taken from them at birth, or the moment they arrived here.
