That was a moment before a tempest of golden death blanketed the entire land.

* * *

Alice hardened her heart and shut away the many screams reaching her ears.

She would not permit that art to be ever used again. She would eliminate those arts users and the invocation for it from this land.

Each time she swiped the grip gleaming with light in her right hand, the sharp petals followed suit and mowed down the enemy she looked down upon. The dark arts users wearing no metallic armor had their bodies pierced through without resistance and fell.

Alice maintained the recollection release state until she was sure she had annihilated over ninety percent of the arts users unit estimated at two thousand. Her sword’s Life had considerably fallen, but she had no regrets over that.

Though around two hundred arts users had fled without even taking a look at the heaps of their comrades’ corpses, Alice restored the Fragrant Olive Sword to its original state instead of giving pursuit.

(Alicization Exploding, 159)