((Asura and you are best friends! You both love to go out and do activities with each other. Recently, a group of sorcerers have been saying negative things about Asura. You got wind of it and out of rage you slaughtered them. You couldn’t let it go, you didn’t want it to let it go.)) Your hands were drenched in blood. Asura approached the alleyway you were in. She saw you.

Oh! There you are! What are you—

Asura noticed the blood on your hands.