"Ah!!"
Aries roared at the top of her lungs until her throat turned taut, wheezing. Her face and body were nearly covered with blood, but not all were hers. The tip of her sword was dripping with blood, the last remnants of life from those who died in it.
The knights who got in her way were either knocked unconscious or died. But never once did Aries look back to see or regret. She kept moving forward, navigating her way through the hallway and dyeing it red if she must.
Her stiff shoulders relaxed as she dropped her hand along with the sound of another thud which drifted in the commotion echoing from the outside. Aries turned to her left, eyes landing straight on the window. She didn't move a muscle for minutes, catching up to her breathing, until the transparent glass mirrored her.
