Bab 56: Bloodbath in the Forest

Eager to fight yet keeping the future challenges in mind, he leapt down, his smooth, chitinous armor clinking as he met the soft soil.

With a swipe of his hand, he pulled his helmet's mask down, assuming a blood-curdling demonic appearance as his fingers tightened around his short sword and observed the charging enemies.

Dust rose behind the boars as his heart pounded in his ears.

'Only five rushing my way? Well, I won't refuse five units of demonic essence!' 

A chuckle escaped his lips as he crouched low.

Like a predator, his boots dug into the ground, and his tight muscles tensed. 

WHOOSH

A whistling dark blur pierced the tranquil forest, and a silver light cleaved the wind the next second as he swung his arm at the first beast.

SPURT