Severed limbs hung from the meticulously trimmed pine branches. In the carefully arranged dry landscape garden, warm blood had soaked the soil, turning it into horrifying pools of red mud.
Corpses.
Corpses were everywhere.
Tendo Hinata.
Tendo Xuanzhuo.
Tendo Ximin.
And countless servants and guards of the Tendo Family, along with those family members who had tried and failed to escape.
They had died in different ways.
Some had been beheaded with a single stroke, some split down the middle, and others simply cut into several pieces.
But without exception, the same expression was frozen on every face-
Fear.
As though they had seen something utterly terrifying before they died.
In the center of the courtyard.
A figure stood silently amid the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
She wore the black uniform of Miwa Girls' Academy, her long, lustrous black hair falling straight over her shoulders, now stained with considerable amounts of blood.
A few glaring drops of blood spattered her otherwise exquisitely beautiful face.
The red liquid slowly slid down her fair cheeks, yet did nothing to diminish her beauty-instead, it lent the beautiful girl a soul-chilling menace.
-Kisara Tendo.
The Tendo Family's cast-off daughter.
A fully certified master Swordsman of the [Tendo Style Sword-Drawing Arts].
And-
The executioner of dozens of members of the Tendo Family.
The Demon Sword [Snow Shadow] in her hand was still dripping warm blood.
"Whew..."
Kisara Tendo gave it a shake and let out a long, stale breath.
Revenge.
Was this what revenge tasted like?
There was none of the emptiness she had imagined.
Only the sheer exhilaration of finally releasing what had built up for ten years.
Her father's tragic death, her mother's tragic death, the agony of countless nights of dialysis after losing her kidneys, the humiliation of being