The Chronicles of a Mage God

A Close Shave

In the lush forests, several roars of monsters could be heard. Chaos was everywhere as people, but students and teachers were ripped apart by the monsters, their painful cries echoing in the forests. The air stank of blood, and dismembered corpses could be seen on the floor of the forests.

It had been 4 hours since the attack, and as it was now getting dark, the dimming sunlight was making the forests more dangerous than it was some hours ago.

In one part of the forests, seven students could be seen making their way slowly and carefully in the forests.

The atmosphere surrounding them was very tense, their eyes constantly scanning the forests, ready to spring at a moment's notice in case of a monster's attack.

Among the seven students, a silver haired girl could be seen walking with them. Her beauty stood out among the other students as she walked. Her hands gripped her giant sword tightly, her heart beating quickly.

When the female swordsman died, she was just as confused as everyone