In the realm of Rhydin at the Cat House years ago...

::blood covered the walls behind the bar..on the bar..and on the floor..One terrified girl crouched on the stage gripping tightly upon a dance..knuckles white from fear.  Serra, dressed only in what shreds were left of her undergarments highlighted with blood, approached the stage.  The double edged short sword was held loosely in her hand and she swung it slow and low by her thigh.  She stopped before the stage and put one foot on a low step..brought one slim finger to her mouth::  

Shhhh...  

::the girl looked back up at her as Serra smiled and sat on the corner of the stage with the girl still curled up in fear...Serra spoke softly::

Its alright sweety...they're all dead now..they've paid for what they made you do..for what they made us all do. 

::she looked over the place and saw nearly countless bodies of patrons, workers, dancers..some pieces..some whole.  She smiled again at her work and looked back to the girl:: 

 Justice was swift this day..wouldn't you sa...

 ::but before she could finish speaking she looked narrowly at the girl and shook her head almost in surprise::

You regret nothing do you?...you are wondering what you will do for work now...Do you not repent?....

 ::the girl only cried softly to herself as Serra rose back up from the stage to stand before her...she turned her back to the girl and lifted the sword up close to her own face and spoke quietly::

 This blade can never strike down an innocent..only the guilty will be judged...and justice offered to them.

 ::she drew in a deep breath and turned..the blade slipped quietly through the air and just as quietly through the flesh of the girl's neck.  She watched the head roll a few times and stop before wiping the blade upon the girls clothes and making her way slowly to the door and out of it.  She turned to face the building...lifted the blade and screamed an angelic warriors scream as the place erupted in flames.  the job was done::