Split (5)

Sauntered down to the war zone, Shadow skillfully evaded the chaos she unapologetically inflicted. Everything was burning. The coal, sand, dust, and sweat permeated into the air.

Shadow listened to the conversation between her brothers. A small giggle accompanied, passing the enemy without batting an eye.

“Who are you?”

“Enemy!”

“Die!”

A few wolf beasts dashed toward her with killing intent.

She only gave them a brief glance and snapped her fingers. Her steps didn’t even falter one bit.

The beasts stopped midway. Their trembling hands wrapped around their faces before they twisted it themselves.

Prak!

The necks were snapped as they unalive themselves.

Plop!

Those bodies fell on the ground with wide lifeless eyes.

“La~ la~ la~” She hummed happily.

BOM!

The ground was breaking and violently vibrating, yet, Shadow was skipping through her destination. Her nose led the way, her legs carried her in the intended direction. She had locked one person, currently heading toward her target.