The hallway smelled of smoke, blood, and chemicals.
Velra stepped over the broken remains of another fallen beastman.
Behind her, the eight girls of the Heavenly Demon Sect stood in a neat line.
Velra looked at the groaning beastmen scattered across the floor, some barely conscious, others too weak to move.
She flicked her hand toward them.
"Bring them back. Let the others train using live targets."
One of the girls chuckled and stepped forward.
"Finally. They were getting bored of training dummies."
Another bent down and grabbed a beastman by the arm.
"These guys won't last more than a few rounds."
"They don't have to," said a third. "They just need to scream loud enough."
The girls began moving swiftly, dragging or carrying the beaten beastmen like sacks of meat.
One tried to struggle, but the girl holding him just hit him once in the neck.
He went still.
Velra smiled slightly and turned away. "Good. Now that this part's done…"
