Two boars emerged behind the bush, one with a horn and the other had none. The monster with the tusk sprung into action while baring its teeth to me. It tried to impale me, using its pointed tusk aimed in my direction.
I swivelled at the sides and counterattacked the monster by lunging my dagger forward.
My blade went right through the animal's body, killing it within seconds. The sensation was like cutting butter using a knife. I did not need to push it with brute strength, but guide my weapon inside the boar's organs.
I aimed at the pig's heart, after all. The penitent's blade did wonders to the enemy, as if giving me the strength to beat the boars. There was a warm sensation surging from my eyes. Upon looking at my reflection from the nearby lake, my right eye was glowing with a colourless hue.
