While running forward, he slid on the street. His right foot stretched forward diagonally, while his left knee bent, supporting and balancing him. When he stopped sliding, he twisted his upper body backward.
Amon held his sword tightly and swung it horizontally.
[Umbral Veil Sword Art: First Form – Crescent of Dusk]
A curved dark shadowy slash tore through the air horizontally.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
"Roooaarr!"
Splatter!
The dark slash cut down three abominations at the same time. Their cleaved bodies fell on the ground limply.
Amon's breath grew heavy, his mana draining.
Blood dripped from a cut on his cheek from one of the monsters' attacks, but his grin only widened.
"Heh... come on! You think I'm scared now?"
He spun his hatchet once more, slashing through another beast's neck.
"Hah! Hah!" He breathed heavily.
Suddenly—
One of the beasts jumped from his right side, from the window of a broken house. Amon was late to react.
