"Is it that you refuse to think like other chaotic beings? Or is it that you refuse to believe what you see? My swordsmanship is unrivaled. My sword skills can cut through divine steel like a knife going through mud."
Roy taunted it as he sensed energy fluctuations in the vicinity. He concluded that two more anomalies were about to arrive.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"Why are they all dead? Don't tell me... they killed them all!"
Two anomalies arrived at the spots fifty and sixty meters away from him and noticed that the strongest among them was cowering under the gaze of a human and a spirit.
"We were misinformed."
"Damn the Elder Spirit! They aren't something we can handle."
The newcomers were scared shitless, seeing that only the two of them had killed 40+ of their brethren.
"You are here to spoonfeed me, too, right?" Roy glanced at them, the desire to make them become a part of himself blazing in his eyes. "How good you are!"
