"The ultimate test?"
For some reason, hearing those words suddenly gave Milia a bad feeling.
As a High-Ranking Claymore with fairly keen Yoki perception, she could sense the terrifying power erupting intermittently between the Abyssals, even though she could not see the distant battle from her current position.
Clearly, no matter how foolish these abandoned Warriors were, they knew the organization had already given up on them.
In fact, it had never expected them to survive this brutal war in the first place.
For the leadership of a group to be so heartless that it could not even be bothered to offer encouragement, comfort, or a lie, it was little wonder the rebellious Claymores eventually overthrew it.
That an organization run this way had lasted over a hundred years only showed that the Claymores possessed truly abnormal patience.
Or perhaps they had been so thoroughly brainwashed that they genuinely considered fighting Yoma and protecting humanity their lifelong aspiration and purpose.
Had Allen been in their shoes, he would have rebelled on the spot and begun indiscriminately hunting down the Abyssal Ones and the organization's noncombatant personnel.
With his personality, he would never have cared about the rhetoric the organization used to brainwash people.
At worst, he would take them down with him!
If I can't have a decent life, neither can anyone else!
As for completely abandoning his dignity as a person and letting them treat him as a tool and a disposable resource, as the female Claymores did, that was absolutely out of the question.
Watching the reactions of these "adorable juniors," Teresa answered with an amused expression, "That's right! You should know that those who stand above all Awakened Beings are called Abyssals. Anyone strong enough to fight an Abyssal joins the handful of strongest Warriors in the