In less than ten minutes, the massacre was complete. He had wiped out every monster on the far bank, leaving only a few stragglers that had managed to bypass him and run toward the other side.
He couldn't tell if they were fleeing in terror or simply following an instinct to attack the loudest source of noise, but they were no longer his concern.
"You caused enough damage already," John muttered as he finally reached the inner zone of the den. The first thing he did was pull up his map to assess the situation. When he saw tens of thousands of red dots still swarming the base, he knew his friends were holding, but the pressure was constant. It was finally time for him to act against this massive yellow core.
The core in front of him was so large it rivalled the size of a house. Standing in front of it made him feel dwarfed. It glistened with blue arcs of lightning that danced across its surface like caged serpents.
