A few moments ago…
The unending growls of beasts rattled the empty woods, sending heavy thuds in the earth. Vaeron fought against them all, swinging his sword to avoid the hit, while targeting their most vital parts. Shadows lunged from every direction; from the right, another from the left, and two more behind him. The more he took one down, the more they kept increasing. Their claws shimmered with unnatural energy as their jaws dripped with ink-dark ichor that steamed against the cold air.
Vaeron's sword arced in a fluid slash, cutting through a beast's throat. The creature collapsed but dissolved into smoke before its body even touched the ground. However, as usual, another one materialized in its place.
Shit.
He took cover before one almost got him. The faster he killed, the thicker their numbers surged, as though the woods themselves vomited them out of some cursed well.
