Wei Zhan saw the sword coming to cut him down, and by now, he had yet to fully grasp what kind of horror he had gotten himself into. He wanted to avoid the sword with all his might, but he was bound by powerful chains that would not budge.
The young woman said nothing. She did not need to say anything to a beast that had just violated her. Slash! The sword cut true, and Wei Zhan's head was lopped off cleanly. It tumbled down into the darkness of the valley below. As the head fell into the unfamiliar depths, his eyes were glued to the woman who stood above him. She had just killed him, and yet she did not show any kind of remorse. She just looked at him as though he were nothing but an insect that had dared to sully her beautiful self.
