Kaelos' POV
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"Sweet mother of the moon." Janelle gasped after slicing off the heads of one of the monsters. "W–What are these monstrosities?"
"Whatever they are... They reek of magic." Althea muttered, levitating above our army.
The cave erupted into chaos as the wolves we led in charged deeper, cutting through the monsters like they were uprooting wheat from a field.
The witches weren't left behind, the air humming with the might of colourful spells that lit up the cave like a rave.
My fists glowed with bright silver energy, my claws unsheathing.
"Regardless of what they are..." I leapt into the air, aiming deep into the army of monsters. "They're all burning down!"
I landed like a meteor, the force so heavy that it sent debris, dust and a powerful wave of slicing silver energy for several tens of meters.
Pained howls and groans echoed through the cave from both sides but all I could see was red, led by my bloodlust. Bodies piled up but I didn't stop.
