Notifications of kills and life gains continued flashing rapidly across Moon's vision as the slaughter continued within the concealing mist.
'Killing humans is profitable compared to hunting beasts,' Moon thought as his lives total climbed higher with every attack.
Within sixty seconds of creating the fog cover, more than forty awakeners and fifty creatures had been permanently eliminated, their bodies scattered across what had become a graveyard.
The commanding figure who had been watching with his crossed arms, slowly relaxed his stance, his right hand moving to the sword sheath at his waist.
~Shing-swish~
The blade slid from its sheath without resistance.
"He's both powerful and cunning," the swordsman muttered to nobody in particular.
