More than a dozen girls smiled sweetly, like flowers in spring, and approached the innocent boy as if they meant no harm. Little did he know that beneath the surface, undercurrents were already raging.
In an instant, a cry of "Weapons, descend!" shattered the silence. The next moment, the girls' gazes turned icy, and blades flashed as they drew their weapons. They glared at one another, and fighting broke out at once, steel flashing and shadows clashing all around them.
"Do you want to recover your lost memories?" A ethereal voice sounded softly, both bewitching and alluring.
"Then sign the contract," the voice continued to whisper, with an air that brooked no refusal.
"Fight," the voice said, resolute.
"Until only one remains!" As the final words faded, a murderous aura spread through the air.
I'll be taking a break from updates for a while. The author needs to prepare for finals.
