With Clark's lunar storm spear and the lunar dragon spear art, not a single terra cat could even get near him. The slashes cut through the tough stone fur and pierced the vital organs leaving the monsters to fall on the ground dead. Their eyes finally relaxed as they lost their lives.
While some would call this quick battle a slaughter, the elves felt differently. They could sense the souls of their fellow elves who had become monsters. They could feel that they were finally released from suffering.
"It looks like they left behind the monsters they controlled here and went downwards. There will be other monsters." The report from Jerold came just a few minutes after he had blended in to the surroundings and reached the stairs.
