“Ha!” Teacher laughed. “Haahahaha! Haha!”0

Her broken nose dripped blood onto the snow. Teacher swung her fist. Her uppercut hit the Murim Alliance's leader square on the jaw, making him stumble. Teacher didn’t miss the opportunity and pounced on him, biting his ear off.3

“Ugh! Gah...! Grr! Argh...! You bastard…!” The Murim Alliance's leader shoved Teacher away, but his ear was long gone. His quiet scream echoed across the snowfield.0

Teacher spat his bloody ear into the snow. The corners of her mouth were stained bright red. She smiled out of satisfaction with the result of her hunt, looking like a real bloodthirsty demon. “Phew! that tastes filthy! Does the Namgung Clan’s lofty mind arts not help you improve the quality of your flesh?”0

“You demon, do you even enjoy human flesh now? I already know you’re a demon; you don’t have to prove it again!”0

“And you’ve got all the vigor of wilted spinach, old man. But you did make a good point.” Teacher wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “The Great War of Good and Evil should have ended on the first day, but both you and I retreated on that day. I thought I was fighting with everything I had, but I wasn’t. I didn’t put my life on the line! Today’s fight is the second chance that I would never have gotten.”0

Teacher looked at me. Her dark eyes were filled with warm, gentle affection. “I can’t foolishly repeat the same...0