Fenrir saw that there were several men, many appearing in their late twenties, attacking a group of young men and women . The attackers looked like a bunch of beggars and bandits while the group they were attacking all had similar white outfits as the previous girl . Fenrir remembered she said something about belonging to a Sect and, though she didn't understand what a Sect was, Fenrir deduced it was some kind of organization . Her Master had created an organization called the Alliance, so Fenrir wasn't too surprised that something similar would exist in this world .
Seeing there were several corpses on the ground, Fenrir furrowed her brows before attacking the group of men from behind . Just like she had dealt with the previous man, Fenrir cut off all of their legs from the knee down, sending them tumbling to the ground mid laughter . Before any of the young men and women could 'tell' her what to do, Fenrir glared at them and said, "If you want to kill them, that is your business . Don't make me do your dirty work . . . " Without waiting for their response, Fenrir moved to the last source of conflict, this one coming from an area away from the larger group .
Fenrir followed the sounds until she came to an area that would have been hard to spot if her senses weren't so sharp . Coming from a beneath a thicket, which hid a small incline, Fenrir heard the sound of pained sobbing, fervent grunts, and something like meat being slapped . Peering through the thicket, Fenrir's pupils became like lines as she saw a rough and muscular man pressing down one of the young women, whose dress had been torn apart, viciously ravishing her body .
Back when Fenrir first became a woman, one of the things she had been taught about was that there were cruel men in the world that would take advantage of weaker women . Fenrir had only ever cared about her Master so, when a man had brushed against her butt in the past, she had wanted to cut off both of his hands . Seeing this young woman with a 'dead' expression in her eyes as she cried muffled sobs through the man's fingers, Fenrir felt something 'break' inside of her .
The hunger she often kept at bay began creeping up as a powerful urge to devour everything spread through her mind . Turning her head towards the sky, with crystal tears falling from her face, Fenrir muttered, "Master, I'm sorry . . . " The assailing rapist heard her small mutter, jumping away from the young woman and pulling out a black dagger as he shouted, "Who!?" Then, seeing Fenrir at the top of the incline, his expression turned into one of disgust as he exclaimed, "Demon!" and leaped toward her .
Ignoring the man's existence, Fenrir looked down at the bruised and battered woman on the ground, feeling an indignant rage at how someone could be so cruel . Feeling her hair stand on end, Fenrir turned her scarlet eyes towards the man and, without any further hesitation, shredded his body into several small pieces with her claws . . .
(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Master . . . this world seems so cruel . . . I miss you . . . ')
Chapter end
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