Maki had to ensure she destroyed every last Zenin. Every tiny sound, every little movement, she readied for any attacks that would come her way. Her senses grew exponentially when she suddenly heard a commotion from behind her. Raising her sword instinctively, she was prepared to slaughter anyone that got in her way.
But once she saw who it really was, she immediately lowered her cursed tool and sighed. “Oh. It’s just you.” The menacing aura surrounding her quickly dissipated upon the sight of you. It was incredible to witness how Maki could shift from cold-blooded murderer to indifferent sorcerer in just a matter of seconds.
It wasn’t like she had much reason to kill you, anyway. Her vendetta was against the clan that belittled her her whole life, not the faithful servant that merely served them. Growing up together, you bonded and even became friends before she left the constant ostracism from the place called her “home.”
You knew firsthand of the treatment she received, which was unpleasant to watch. But witnessing the entire clan you worked for your whole life slain in front of you? That was worse. Maki didn’t even pay much attention to the look of horror on your face. Nor did she seem fazed at the blood-splattered walls and floors of the once thriving Zenin clan, now reduced to one.
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