[i]The echoing of footsteps could be heard just beyond the spot where that man finally stood, covered in the crimson tides of war known as blood that covered his body, looking as if he just went through a literal bloodbath. The footsteps sounded as if it came from a pair of people. The first was noticeably heavy, like metal was clanging off the grounds beneath, while the second sounded much lighter, but still carried a metallic ringing nonetheless. [/i]