It had been a while since Grimoire Heart had dissolved and Fiora was living a quiet life as a bartender. After the war, she had no where to turn to. A criminal like her didn't have many options. Luckily, the owner of the bar gave her a chance and she was killing it. She had mad skills as a mixologist from when she was in the elf village. She was so skilled in fact that it was now the most popular bar in town. However, this brought both the good and bad crowd.

Fiora was cleaning the glasses when she heard a thud. Some thug was harassing the owner saying he wasn't paying the bill because the drinks sucked. The thug pulled out a knife and was about to stab the owner. Fiora pulled out her bow from beyond the counter and quickly shot the thug in the head splattering blood on the wall. Fiora rushed quickly to check on the owner to make sure he was ok. On her was over she slipped on the blood and fell into the body causing her to to be covered in the substance. It was gross but the main thing was the owner was ok. Fiora aimed her bow at the crowd "Anyone else want to start trouble"

Quilla was not really in the mood as she came back from Enca. The whole trip was a waste as she didn't have any info on her mother at all from it. Sure, she was there once, some necklace that wasn't hers. She thought of this as she felt the work necklace upon her fingers. The drinks were rather alright here. As she was deep in thought she gazed upward all of the sudden as she felt alcohol being poured on her. Her entire outfit was soaked which usually she didn't care, but she groaned irritated. Suddenly, things went crazy as the woman pulled out a weapon, blood splattered everywhere.

That wasn't even the end of it as suddenly a whole fight within the bar started as a battle suddenly smacked her in the back of the head. She turned to see who it was as another went her way. She wasn't fast at dodging at the moment, so it scratched her forehead. Her eyes were wide open as she felt blood trickle down her skin and into her mouth as she tasted sweetness. This was her second time . The first time was during the war in which she won. Her eyes started to become blurry, vision blackened as she was now angered. The taste of blood, the feeling of burning anger was just enough for her to pull out her sword. She didn't think about the woman who was close to her at that moment as she stabbed behind her and outward, she screamed, as the blood and yells sounded like the screams of war that she witnessed.

The village was burning, reality was not as people were killing the other. Quilla took out her katana once more and laughed as she slashed the first person in front of her. Music was going through her head as she did so. What was this feeling? The taste of blood was making her feel exotically into a frenzy. She can't control herself as she killed people one by one. The unknown S rank lastly killed an elf woman as she didn't realize she was here. She didn't realize most of the people were here till they were dead. The lust of wanting to feel satisfied was never satisfied, but she left the bar in a pool of blood, including the elf with an unknown name to her.

She slowly swayed left and right with her bloody katana in her hand till she found a bridge to sleep and hide under.

Her plan backfired bad. The entire bar burst into a frenzy and they started to attack each other. She was out of practice so she didn't know who to focus on first. She held her bow up scared on what to do. Before she knew it, a woman was upon her with a katana. She unleashed an arrow bolt but it was no to avail. The woman sliced down with the katana, ripping through Fiora's torso and cutting her in half. It happened so fast she didn't even feel any pain. She tried to reach out to the owner but he was quickly killed as well. She always wanted to be a bartender so at least she got do die doing what she loved.