Elizabeth's scythe

Noticing everyone were eliminated except Elizabeth who was grinning at him, then he shuddered and jumped on the ground remembering how Elizabeth fought on a night when some men tried to steal from them within the sanctum....

Elizabeth raised her scythe, its blade gleaming in the moonlight. She was facing a group of armed men

The men charged at her, their weapons raised. Elizabeth met them head-on, swinging her scythe with all her might. The blade cleaved through the air, and the men cried out in pain as they were cut down.

Elizabeth moved with the grace and speed of a dancer. She dodged the men's blows and countered with her own. She was like a whirlwind of death, cutting down her opponents one by one.

The men were relentless, but Elizabeth was unstoppable. She fought with a ferocity that they had never seen before. 

Finally, there was only one man left standing. He was the leader of the group, and he was the most skilled warrior of them all. He raised his sword and charged at Elizabeth.

Elizabeth met his charge head-on. She swung her scythe with all her might, and the blade cleaved through the man's sword, shattering it into pieces.

The man cried out in surprise and pain. He dropped his sword and fell to his knees. Elizabeth stood over him, her scythe raised.

"It's over," she said.

The man looked up at her with fear in his eyes. "Please don't kill me," he begged.

Elizabeth hesitated for a moment. She could have killed him easily, but she didn't want to. She wanted him to have hope.

"Get out of here," she said.

The man nodded and scrambled to his feet. He ran away as fast as he could, leaving his men behind.

But before he could get far away,

Elizabeth threw her scythe and it cleaved the man while running away.

Then Elizabeth grinned with blood spilled all over her body,she and Lucian walked towards their dorms...

And remembering that memory he couldn't help but shudder and lay flat on the floor, surrendering straight away.