"Fuck you, Demo," a Great Sage shouted as he deflected a sword attack from a friend.
Just a few minutes ago, the two were the best of friends. However, Demo was now trying to kill him, and there was nothing he could do but fight back.
It was kill or be killed.
As such, a couple of exchanges later, Hans had to drive his sword through his friend's heart, ending him in the most heartbreaking way possible.
His painful cry reverberated throughout the battlefield, but the next second, a fellow warrior who had just killed his own friend stabbed him in the back, sending him on his way.
And it wasn't just them; thousands of warriors, ranging from the Saint Stage to the Sovereign Stage, were fighting each other in a battle-frenzied setting where only cries of pain, anguish, and heartbreak could be heard.
Friends were killing each other, and they had no control over it.