The mana signature hit him from three blocks away, dense and powerful, a bonfire in the middle of a field of candles.
Nox followed his new Mana Sense toward it, limping through streets that were half-rubble half-nightmare, the merged world had turned the city into a labyrinth, buildings fused with stone towers, cars crushed under massive tree roots that hadn't been there yesterday, street signs written in languages that hurt to look at.
He rounded a corner and heard it before he saw it, the wet tearing sound of something big eating something smaller, the crunch of bones being pulverized.
'Great, another monster, just what I needed.'
He gripped the revol
ver tighter, his other hand going to the hilt of the Sunstone Blade still sheathed at his hip, his leg was still a mess from shooting himself earlier but the pain had dulled to a manageable throb, he could move, he could fight if he had to.
