One Against Four

Under the moonless night sky, one and a half years ago, the wind whistled, enough to make the dried leaves fly through the air.

Two individuals were present in an open field. One of them was looking up while letting a maroon-colored umbrella rest on her shoulder when she spoke.

"Even without my domain, you're still nothing," she said.

Then her eyes looked down at the woman kneeling a few meters away from her position. The woman's denim-colored hair was disheveled, and her frail body was drenched in blood.

"Your presence alone disgusts me!" The woman with the umbrella exclaimed before turning around to walk away, leaving the other person contemplating her life.

'How... How do you defeat such a monster?' She repeated inside her thoughts until her body began to fall as her consciousness was taken away by the gentle breeze of the wind.

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