[A few minutes later]
Located within the constraints of his own system, with nothing else to do but keep fighting and killing, Dezhong found himself dealing with the last of the Dead Mutants that were sent after him. Not knowing who or what prompted them to attack, he blindly killed them one at a time while incorporating his Shadow Abilities.
There was nothing better for him to do, no one to talk to, and no answers to the many questions he had so killing the damned creatures was the only thing keeping him sane. Sadly, he was dealing with his last Dead Mutant, holding its jaws apart with his bare hands.
Blood-stained clothes, ripped body, and an angry face with a few wounds here and there, the young werewolf used the last of his strength and broke apart the Dead Mutant's jaw and then used it to puncture a large hole within its chest, making sure not to rip too much flesh off of it.
[Quest Complete]
