This was one of the worst parts for him. But hunger was hunger, and he needed strength.
Amon took a deep breath. "What great things humans need to do for hunger," he muttered to himself. Then he vanished from his position.
In the next instant, he dashed forward, his body blurring as black light wrapped around his sword.
The blade glowed with a dark sheen. It was darkness element formed by mana. The monsters reacted instantly.
Screech!
All five turned toward him at once, shrieking loudly as they lunged together, claws raised, mouths open wide. But they were too slow for him.
Amon twisted his body mid-run and swung his sword.
Slash!
A clean arc of black light flashed through the air. Two monsters were cut in half before they could even touch him, their bodies collapsing lifelessly onto the forest floor.
The remaining three roared in fury and attacked from different directions. One leaped from the front.
