Bab 391: Tempest Fury [Part 1]

Northern endlessly drove his weapon through the horde of monsters, cleaving and tearing their skin apart in a vicious spray of blood.

His form was unstoppable, sometimes almost writhing, irregular in its pattern of movements, and dealing with every monster with an equal level of ferocity they matched him with.

A piercing screech drew his attention upward.

A massive, serpentine creature was descending from the rift, its scales glinting like polished obsidian in the dim light.

Multiple heads writhed at the end of long, sinuous necks, each sporting a crown of wickedly sharp horns.

"Mr. Fluffy!" Northern called out, gesturing towards the new threat.

The beast needed no further prompting. With a powerful leap, Mr. Fluffy bounded towards Northern, who vaulted onto his back in one fluid motion.

Together, they charged towards the descending monstrosity.