In this battle, there is no division between good and evil.

But conflicts of ideas and racial barriers are sometimes more direct and intense meat grinders!

And just when the soldiers were trying to completely chop the orange figure into pieces.

The first soldier to take action was shocked to find that his sword blade cut a sharp arc in the air without touching the obstruction of flesh and blood!

"This is……"

Feeling the coolness coming from the neck, the nerves that became dull due to the rapid secretion of hormones began to transmit pain with a certain fishy and sweet taste...

Then, the gray sky enveloped everything...

And that orange figure appeared in front of the soldiers again, its eyes cold and dangerous.

I am not a weak domestic cat, nor will I be bound by kindness...

You have your own position and justice, but what does that have to do with me?

Scarlet blood dyed the ground red...
Chapter completed!