章 491: The Fall of Cuchilla

SPLAT! Blood splashed on the ground as Merida walked past her old master's corpse.

"How dare you!" One of them growled, pulling his sword. But he froze the moment she glared at him.

Those dead cold eyes, devoid of any signs of compassion or comradery. To Merida. They were nothing more than dust in her path.

She turned, ignoring them and approaching the sword. She slowly started unwrapping her sword from her crushed hand, blood spilling on the ground, but she didn't even flinch.

All the students glared at her back, knowing full well the reason for her rage. But none of them could dare challenge her, not after she dropped their master.

Three centuries ago, their school was built to fight off the Zuggtmoy infection of the lands as conventional methods of fire started to wane when the creatures started picking weapons and armor.