It's a slaughter.
I remain detached throughout the entire process.
My cold expression and my composed movements offer the greatest efficiency, allowing me to mow down adversaries—participants and staff alike—with little to no difficulty.
Some of the staff, like that seductive host, tried to escape using the backstage exit, but I secured that place by throwing a Grade 2 Explosion Potion that created a chaotic fire in that location.
If anyone tries to use it to escape, they'll be consumed by the unquenchable flames, unable to put it out without the aid of a corresponding Grade 1 or Grade 2 Potion. As such, the only real way out these people have is through me.
Some stubbornly try to go through the flames, but after roasting and screaming to death, most have been discouraged from taking that path.
Regardless, only death awaits them.
I slice their bodies with ease, creating sparks of light and thunderous roars with every slash.
