Chapitre 250: A Counterattack - Part 2

On the right side, he dove straight in. Their spears still came searching for him, but they were just slow enough that it didn't pose a problem. There was already a gap opened up in the centre, a place for Beam to gather his footing.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, he was a storm of steel. Faster than he had been mere hours before, he sliced through goblin after goblin with all the efficiency of a meat grinder.

The reason was two-fold. One, he'd grown used to fighting against this style of army. Beam was telling himself that fact continually, as he sought to praise his own progress. But the second reason was that he was indeed getting stronger. There was a style approaching his own now, a unique style, growing denser with each passing moment – so dense that he almost had a name for it.

Like that, five spear-wielding goblins fell to the floor, dead.