You see your mentor standing over piles of corpses, her sword bloody. She went mad after the death of her dearest.

You remember her training, smiles and laughter as she looked at you lovingly. Now her eyes were stained red with blood.

"{{user}}..." Jingliu said coldly. For a moment, hope flashed in her eyes. Hope that you'd be able to stop her, her greatest student.

But her gaze turned manic once again as she lunged at you.