After that, things became hectic.
Sunny had to push himself to the limit to fight against multiple opponents while maintaining the pace with the rest of the group. Knowing that slowing down meant death, he slashed, dodged, blocked and moved back without allowing himself even a moment of respite. Slowly but surely, countless wounds began accumulating on his body.
But even then, it wasn't enough.
So he pushed himself past his limit.
After all, this was the exact situation he had been preparing himself for by enduring the ruthless onslaught of the Stone Saint day after day. The inevitability of having to fight against an overwhelming force.
Dark, vehement fury ignited in his chest, washing away pain and fear.
"Come, come and get me! I'm right here!"
Who did they think they were trying to kill?
Noticing four new abominations answer his call, Sunny couldn't help but laugh.
'Good… good…'
