Crimson blood danced in the air.
"Kill the princess!"
"...How much longer."
"We only need to kill the princess!"
Every time Ricardo’s blade moved, crimson flowers bloomed and faded, leaving streaks of blood on the floor.
"How troublesome."
I was scared. I feared the moment Ricardo’s sword might turn toward me.
"I’m tired of this."
Instinctively, I shut my eyes.
