King's Way of Interrogation

"Rahh!" Reynold roared as he swung his sword in a final, decisive arc. The blade cleaved through his opponent's chest, sending the lan spoon crumpling to the ground. The defeated man groaned weakly before succumbing, lifeless in a spreading pool of his own blood.

Reynold exhaled heavily, wiping sweat from his brow with the sleeve of his tunic. His body ached, but there was no time for rest. Turning sharply, he surveyed the battlefield.

Behind him, Diana Rosenwald stood with her sword The lifeless forms of her enemies lay scattered at her feet. The last one had been struck squarely in the chest by one of Minerva's arrow.

"We did it…" Saya muttered, relieved. She sank to her knees, the exhaustion of battle catching up to her.