Cassandra: (panting) What? What am I doing?
Audrey: !
Cassandra: It's a warrior... I was hurting a half-yoma warrior like me. I actually...(puts hand to forehead) Damn it...my body...my body hurts very much...Was I cut? By many of my comrades...?
Audrey: ...W...What?
(Cassandra's face cuts open. Audrey is open-mouthed. Roxanne, Miria and Hysteria notice)
Cassandra: W..wounds...The wounds that are cut open on my body are all...
Cassandra: It hurts...It hurts... It hurts...It hurts...
Audrey: (Cassandra's blood splatters on her) What...What is this situation!
Rachel: Audrey!
Roxanne: It looks like she has remembered the time she died?
(Cassandra's monologue)
So many slashes from my comrades fall on my body. My comrade's faces were all twisted with fear. I understood from the moment my technique was born, it was very twisted. To protect my friend from the same period, I created this technique out of desperation. However it's because of the strangeness of this technique that my friend left me. From then on, I made up my mind never to use it in front of anybody a second time. The warrior that was ranked no. 5 who admired and spoke to me left me after throwing the nickname "Dust-Eater". I was so stupid till I eventually used that technique in front of a lower-rank. She was the only survivor of an AB hunt that failed.
Although I saved her since I was coincidentally there, I still hated myself for using that technique since there was no other choice. That person was crying as she hugged me, while she continuously thanked me. This warrior who was ranked no. 35 was a bit dotty, at least I thought so. She didn't care about the far distance between our ranks, and she curiously became affectionate to me and made conversation. I always felt a sense of curiosity, and one day I couldn't bear it and asked her the reason she did. Then she honestly told me that during the time I fought till my face was covered with mud, I reminded her so much of her own cat at home, that's why she felt a sense of affection.
In a mixture of emotions, I laughed till I held my stomach. When she saw me laugh like that, she didn't understand but laughed with me. From that time on, I became true friends with her. One day, she went with a team on an AB hunt. The captain was Roxanne, who was no. 2 at the time. I felt an indescribable discomfort, my chest heaving with all sorts of anxiety. Nevertheless, I still prayed for her safe return. But this discomfort became a reality. She was used as a tool by the AB to pass the time. She was tortured relentlessly, and all her limbs were ripped out, until all that's left is a head, and yet she was still played by the AB. That was Roxanne's first failed mission on an AB hunt. But including Roxanne, the three of them were not scratched one bit.
(Cassandra carries the decapitated AB's head)
Roxanne: Oh dear. What is this...
Cassandra: This is the leader of the AB's that you failed to kill on that hunt. Don't tell me you don't remember.
Roxanne: Oh is that right? Hunting the ABs...I have already done so many times till I can't remember all.
Cassandra: Such...such a weak AB, a no. 2 like you can't possibly miss it. And, this bastard who has already gone to hell, he admitted it. That AB hunt, you did nothing and just stood there while she was played like a toy.
Roxanne: (smiles) But that child's face had an expression of satisfaction while she was played halfway through. So I thought it wouldn't be right if I intervened.
(Cue Cassandra's furious face)
(Cassandra's monologue)
My head was spinning. I drew my sword, and for the first time in front of everybody, I used the famous technique that named me the "Dust-Eater". (Warrior limbs flying everywhere and screaming)
Roxanne: See this. Come see this quickly! That technique, what is that? That's so disgusting, so unsightly. Hey hey, that's funny right? (laughs madly)
(Cassandra's monologue)
However, besides Roxanne, no one else was jeering. The rest just felt very frightened regarding this strange sight. Now when I think of it, the reason why so many warriors were posted to the Organization inner sanctum was mostly likely due to Roxanne making a small report to the Org on how I was likely to mutiny. Most of the time the warriors' stiffly drew their swords without question, cutting... Although I slashed a lot of people, I was also slashed by a lot of people. I just rushed in the direction where Roxanne is while cutting a way through the blockage. I had no intention of returning my comrades' attacks. When I had the determination to strike down my comrades, I was prepared to be slashed. Lost my right arm, lost my left foot, a single eye was also cut off. Even then, I never lost speed as I came closer to Roxanne.
(Roxanne raises the hilt of her sword and brings it down.)
The move that brought my crawling self to an end was not the blade, but the sharp hilt of a claymore. That was most likely something which doesn't relate to Roxanne, a move known as the evil sword. I who lost all my limbs, the vengeance for my friend, I will never be able to take it anymore. By the hands of all my comrades, I was cut into pieces. I just wanted to be together with my only friend.