The Golden Haired Girl

He was sure to die sooner or later, White just acted faster and saved his time.

Frez looks at the scene in front without blinking; having a hard time believing what had actually happened, the cloaked figure beside him was the same!

Although Frez found it bad watching White, who he had known for a short time killed, he only felt some pity and thought that the outcome was inevitable knowing the slit-eyes swordsman's strength.

But what happened went out of their expectation!

The person who looked weak, with a thin body, tattered robes, and no background, the person who they hadn't thought much about had killed the slit-eyes swordsman!

The cloaked figure was the one who most found it unbelievable. She thought the girl was the only mysterious figure and the only one who might be able to put up a fight or, even win against the slit-eyes swordsman, but the result had taken a very different turn!

The two stood looking at the scene and soon turned solemn.

'This…'

Aizu's thoughts were racing glazing upon the mysterious figure of White, feeling both fear and some relief.

Although she had many practice training sessions with many teachers, she hadn't actually killed a person before, and seeing him nonchalantly decapitate a person, a primal fear had implanted itself, in her heart.

White had caught the look on Aizu's face, casually saying, 

"With that kind of character, it would be foolish sparring his life."

Aizu immediately came back to her senses and shook her head hurriedly; thinking he had misunderstood, she approached saying, "It's better for someone that dangerous to be killed or it could mean countless trouble." 

White turns slightly, a little surprised. He only said it to assure her fear but it seemed she understood the underlying meaning.

He could by now, definitely assume that this world shouldn't be kind to the weak and was a place where the law of the jungle prevails. 'I guess no matter where you are, human greed and desire will always remain insatiable, bringing only chaos and destruction upon the innocent people or undeserving of such fate.' feeling some sense of pity and relief. He was one of the people he talked about…

"White," not remaining affected for long, Aizu called out to him, looking at the two people some distance away with her usual seriousness.

White heard her and hadn't forgotten about the other two people; Frez and the cloaked figure. 

"Friends, we hope we can come to peaceful resolutions about these primal seeds, without conflict," Taking her last healing liquid, Aizu tried to avoid fighting. Although only two were left and they would have an easier time, she was still smart enough to understand the mysteriousness of the cloaked figure.

Because even with her low level of Unity, she could feel an aura radiating from the figure.

White on the other hand was looking curiously at the thirty or so primal seeds and turning to the mysterious figure from time to time.

"F– friend from yesterday, we meet again!" Frez snaps out and awkwardly calls out to White. The man who he thought was ordinary was now putting waves of fear in his heart. He couldn't still believe that this man was from the Desolate Plane.

"Indeed, we meet again." White casually responded.

"You met them?" Aizu leans closer and asks.

"It's just the guy," replying, his eyes were still on the cloaked figure.

"Friend from the Deesolate Plane, if you want the primal seeds, it's gonna be difficult." looking at his side; at the cloaked figure, the golden-haired youth said with difficulty.

White and Aizu both understood his look and meaning and that he was not in charge.

"So, what's our next move? That girl isn't simple, I can feel her aura even down to my bones," she said in a bearly audible manner.

White thought for a bit, saying, "I wouldn't be going anywhere without those primal seeds."

"..." 

Aizu glanced at his calm face, deep in her heart she wanted to suggest again that they look for another place but since he had said that, she could only keep silent. 

"Just so you know, we wouldn't be leaving without the primal seeds." Turning to the golden-haired youth, she frankly expresses. Since he had said it, she didn't need to beat around the bush anymore.

Frez showed a difficult expression, knowing trouble was blooming. He was trying to avoid reaching this stage because he couldn't protect himself against these people with Unity, especially with a scary guy like the white-haired youth.

He looked at his sister again and thought, 'Instead of following her, I should've followed her advice and gone with the rest of the family.'

If they were to fight now, he would have to run. His breathing couldn't help but fasten as he looked to the sides.

Just as Frez had thought, the cloaked figure walked forward, stopping only halfway from White.

Before a sound of sheathing her sword resounded.

She took out a long and slender sword from her waist that seemed to gleam with the light of the radiant sun and invisibility that would cut anything in its path.

She held the sharp sword to the sides and removed her cloak.

Voom!

A figure became visible in front of the people present.

She had a tall and slender frame covered by a fluttering dark attire that hid her elegant and graceful curves. Her two slender snow-white arms that seemed to be carved from the exact statue of a goddess were half exposed, along with her beautiful dainty feet that were adorned with elegant wear. 

Her golden eyes glowed like the two dawn suns gazing upon White's figure, her shining long hair of the same color flowing down to her back, her peerless snow-white face along with her alluring slender red lips together formed into a truly peerless visage of a goddess.

White couldn't help but raise his eyes upon seeing the girl.

Her body radiated an inexplicable aura which made people shiver and have the feeling of their body being cut. 

Her whole being looks heroic and yet, there was a wickedness in her being people couldn't quite describe.

The two people were all shocked and surprised looking at her.

Aizu had never seen such a stunning person in all her life, and looking at her made her feel inferior; like an ant gazing upon the statue of a goddess.

White was also both surprised and shocked by her appearance but something caught his eye more than her city toppling appearance.

But at that moment, he didn't get a chance to think any further as he saw her taking a step, and then another, and then the other, in one point in time, she had already taken the fifth step, each having a different rhythm than the last.

In the next moment, the stunning figure moved with insane speed that was much faster than the slit-eyes swordsman. She instantly reaches White, slashing down her long sword at him.

Fast!

The Unity had transformed White's body, he had grown stronger and faster from the time he met Aizu and the mad beast, and above that, he could slightly see the spiritual side of the world and perceive some things even with his eyes closed.

So, when he saw her taking a step, he had already prepared but he also saw something else that wasn't ordinary; a golden aura was radiating from her body making her sword radiate light in its physical form!

This was something he had never seen!

From this, he knew that this was something different from anything he had faced before.

His blood-covered sword had already been lifted to defend himself but, he changed his movement into an offensive immediately, causing his sword to undergo some changes that weren't visible in its physical form but caused the environment to slightly turn dark and gloomy!

At that time, her glowing sword descended, and their sword; both on the offensive, crashed!

Boom!

The ground shook the wind blew and the ground parted, the two people who didn't know what had just happened were sent several meters backward flying; shocked by the turn of events.

From the place of confrontation, the figure of White flew across the place in the distance, before hitting a wall and stopping his acceleration. He groaned slightly as blood poured down from his mouth, his arms mangled in blood and his body seriously injured. 

'That much power?!' He was shocked.

Dust and debris flew everywhere, the place where the clash took place has been labeled and ruined, forming a devastated deep carter.

White slightly lifted his head, his grave eyes looking at the distant figure of the golden-haired girl standing in the distance, she was currently looking at her hand holding the sword with a slight frown.

She seemed completely fine, but if one looked closely a fine line of bright red blood was flowing down from her snowy white wrist to the sword.

She was also injured!

White stiffly got up, spatting a mouthful of blood, and looking at his bloody body.

That strike was a devastating one, his hands were seriously injured along with his whole body from the impact on the wall, and he also felt some internal injuries.

White quickly took out two beautiful bottles stiffly and drank the contents, and instantly, he felt a refreshing feeling enveloping his body and felt his injuries starting to heal slowly.

That was the healing liquid he stole from Aizu yesterday.

He didn't care about anything now and held onto his sword tightly, he quickly joined his dislocated arm ignoring the pain, and looked toward the golden-haired girl gravely.

Although the pain spread all over his body was enough to make any other person cry and scream, he was calm and composed looking at the dangerous golden-haired girl!