You're a monster...!" A feminine voice roared behind Ryuga. The female Marshal's voice was filled with malice. She was almost cursing as her voice sounded like she was holding back tears.
Ryuga looked at her over his shoulder after she spoke. His face still blank. He then looked ahead as his huge attack was now ready to be unleashed on the countless number of men and women on the battlefield.
"I think I should introduce myself. I am Ryuga Xicor, the resemblance blade wielder and the last of the mere-blood race." He paused for moment.
"I know exactly how people feel towards me. Some are filled with anger, like you. Some with hatred and distrust. Like the people under the empire's wings. Some with love. Like those who are willing to give their lives for me."
"And I suppose none pity you? But then again, who would? You're about to be irredeemable. Go ahead, slaughter all those people. All those innocent lives. Take them." The woman spoke with boiling anger.
