Yet someone was faster than that dark shadow.
A flash of red sword light streaked by.
Before Yoen could even react, his face was splattered with fresh blood.
He stood rooted to the spot, his mind a complete blank.
Meanwhile, He Ao had already stepped forward, using the sword in his hand to turn over the body of the shadow that had just been slain.
It was a humanoid monster with tattered clothes and a body flushed red; its carcass was decaying rapidly.
The light from the bracelet illuminated the monster's remaining visage, overlapping with someone in He Ao's memory.
The artifact shopkeeper who had sold the Ancient Sword to Nell.
Shortly, the corpse had completely decayed, with specks of red light entering the body of He Ao's sword.
These monsters were all 'crafted' from people.
He Ao looked down at those who were unconscious on the ground.