The battle had been long and somewhat draining as Kiyoko finally killed the last ghoul left in her vicinity. Despite their apparent confidence in victory against the CCG at the beginning, fear had eventually seeped into the hearts of the 13th ward ghouls causing them to disengage from the battle and retreat further into the ward to hide. They sought to escape to fight another day and hopefully form a suitable plan to counterattack and beat back the invading CCG forces. Few managed to survive running away as the forces of the CCG made sure to take advantage of the situation to kill as many fleeing ghouls as possible. The seemingly bleak situation faced by the CCG's forces had been overturned by their ferocity, bravery and refusal to admit defeat . Of course much of the credit went to the elite combatants such as the Special Class Investigators who slaughtered the majority of the attacking ghouls. Kiyoko looked around at the many corpses of CCG combatants whose wills would have to be sent to their families. It was customary before every operation for investigators to write down a will in case of their death. It was a depressing but necessary custom with only the most confident of investigators choosing not to write anything at all. Kiyoko looked around and spotted Kishou Arima standing alone in a field of corpses. Both Special Class Investigators acknowledged each other other with a nod as Kiyoko walked back towards the camp they'd set up for their eradication of the ghouls in the 13th ward. As she neared her personal tent, she passed by the maimed bodies of the injured CCG combatants who survived the battle scathed. Their cries and groans filled the air as did the metallic smell of blood mixed with the putrid smell of lesser bodily fluids. The battle was over and those who survived were returning to the camp. Those who were injured were carried on stretchers as some begged for an end to the pain. Kiyoko impassively observed all this meanwhile internally she raged in anger and guilt at herself for still not being strong enough. If only she'd been stronger, there wouldn't have been so many investigators dead or injured.
"Even so, you should be more vigilant of your surroundings. You are the prince of this whole kingdom, the next in the line of succession. You should treasure yourself more." Klaus said while adjusting his glasses.
KarMichael: What'chu mean? Just because you mixed and because I'm black don't me shit.
Finally, the night arrives and the group of Zemin Yan finishes the dinner, soon they were doing their daily activities of training. Nobody asked why Shou Zuo's lips are swollen, not even because Wei Jie had marks on his neck.
"Teacher, actually I – "
I was ready to open the door when she called my name.
" This is true and a fact, Daphia. Please calm down. With your power, you can still fight them but you will be exhausted. Not just Magic Guild. The country or noble will try pull you out. The deal we make later will be benefit to you. You want to register in Merchant Guild right? " ( Irelia )
I entered the pitch black cave and use the other vision which helps me look for both food and the area. It's a dead end, and it seems this place is filled with this weird cave fruits that look very pretty is the best way I can describe it.
He resided in the capital with his grandparents; the Old Duke and the Duchess Dowager.
"Hey, could we go inside? I feel like we're being watched out here." Saya suddenly said.
Kevin:"Hmmm..."
"Not a fit day for man nor beast," Williams said, closing the door very quickly behind his master's departing guest.