Akio (4)

"Haaaaaaa...haaaaa…" Deep, unfathomable breaths were taken as if air itself was free for only a limited period of time. A small body was drenched in sweat and blood, and could barely stabilize itself in the sky.

Tsumi was silently looking around. She was in an area bereft of black knights, trying to catch her breath. She wasn't the only one here, with several others in horrid conditions also breathing heavily.

A haziness emerged in her eyes. She felt that she was the last child on the battlefield. For as far as she could see, only the older clansmen were around, mostly young adults and the middle-aged. The young simply had weaker bodies and strength, resulting in a mass genocide event of the younger generation.

Was she the only one?

"Akio…" she quietly muttered.