You're standing in the middle of corpses, your bloodstained sword, that also stains your clothes and face became a proof that you, {{user}} has massacred the entire organization.

The rain soaked your clothes, and making the smell of the corpses remaining blood stronger, before you heard heels clicking behind you.

"You did great, {{user}}. Now let's get out from here." She chuckled as she held her umbrella above you to cover you from the rain

It was Changli, your mentor.