Ethan held two blood threads in both hands, one has a hook at it's end and the other has a very sharp end.
Ethan shot the hooked on into the structure of the dungeon, then he let go of his body as he started swinging toward the flying monsters.
The monsters drew closer as he advanced toward them.
The low chiroths are considered as the weakest of their race but they are still incomparable stronger compared to humans.
He flew through the center and swinged the other blood thread with a sharp end.
The sharp end tore through the fur skins of the chiroths as Ethan advanced.
He flexed his body in the hair to prevent himself against the claws of the chiroths flying towards him.
He let go of the blood thread and climbed on the back of one of them, he raised his clenched fist up ans punched downward towards the head of the chiroth.
His punch flew with a momentum that destroyed the head of the chiroth and it's headless body fell to the group afterwards.
Two chiroths from behind let out a loud screech as they suddenly drew closer towards him.
Thankfully, the low chiroths were only capable of using physical attacks which became the major advantage against them.
Ethan waved the blood thread, using it as whip for the two coming from behind.
The sharp end slit their necks apart from their body as they fell to the group.
These chiroth were at a major disadvantage due to the light from the crystals and the nature of their foe.
As Ethan stood amidst the fallen chiroths, the remaining creatures hesitated, sensing the imminent threat that he posed. The luminous glow from the crystals continued to bathe the area, making it difficult for the chiroths to focus their vision on Ethan's agile form.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Ethan swiftly retrieved his blood threads from the fallen chiroths. With a calm demeanor, he repositioned himself, ready to unleash a calculated and relentless assault.
He twirled the blood thread with the sharp end in a slow, deliberate motion, drawing the attention of the remaining chiroths. Their hisses filled the air as they braced themselves for the imminent confrontation.
Ethan's movements were precise, almost hypnotic, as he began to weave an intricate pattern in the air. With each twist and turn, the blood thread left a shimmering trail, enhancing the disorienting effect of the crystals' light.
One by one, the chiroths lunged at Ethan, driven by their primal instincts. However, his mastery over the blood threads allowed him to anticipate their attacks with ease. He sidestepped their lunges, expertly maneuvering through their ranks.
In a seamless motion, Ethan sent the blood thread with the sharp end slicing through the air, creating a deadly arc. It found its mark, severing the limbs of the chiroths with surgical precision. The creatures screeched in pain, their movements becoming erratic and uncoordinated.
As the wounded chiroths stumbled, Ethan capitalized on their vulnerability. He launched himself into the air, using the hooked blood thread to latch onto the ceiling of the dungeon. With grace and agility, he swung from one side to another, his body becoming a lethal pendulum.
'So good!' Ethan laughed as he slayed those chiroths with so much ease.
He is allergic to sunlight but he is able to bare when it comes to other sources of light.
However, the chiroths on the other hand are blind creatures in the presence of light, they are nocturnal monsters strong during the night and in darkness.
Ethan used the crystal glows to his advantage and continued swinging through the midst of the chiroths, swinging speedily from one side to another using the sharp end blood thread as his weapon for destruction.
The chiroths, now in disarray, were unable to comprehend the fluidity of Ethan's movements as he struck with lightning speed, landing blows with his fists and feet, exploiting the weaknesses in their defenses.
As time went by, more and more chiroths began to fall lifelessly to the ground.
Most of them clashed their head against the structure of the dungeon at such a speed that their heads explode.
They wanted the death of Ethan by all means possible, as creature with lesser intelligence they always tend to achieve a collective goal even if it means sacrificing their lifes.
Ethan performed a backflip in the hair and landed on the neck of the final low chiroths in this area.
The final chiroth, sensing the imminent danger, thrashed wildly, trying to dislodge Ethan from its back. Its frenzied movements shook the structure of the dungeon, causing debris to rain down from above. Ethan tightened his grip, using his vampire-like strength to hold on.
With a primal roar, the chiroth made a desperate charge, barreling deeper into the dark recesses of the dungeon. The cavernous corridors twisted and turned, providing a treacherous battleground for their clash.
Ethan's mind raced, strategizing his next move as he clung to the chiroth's back. He knew that he couldn't rely solely on the blood threads to overcome this resilient foe. In a calculated moment, Ethan activated his vampire claws.
As the chiroth unleashed a barrage of wild attacks, Ethan's reflexes kicked into high gear. He deflected its claw strikes with his claws, the class reverberated throughout the structure.
Ethan spotted an opportunity amidst the chaos. As the chiroth lunged forward, its maw wide open, he maneuvered himself to its side. With a swift, precise strike, he drove his claws deep into the chiroth's exposed throat, piercing through sinew and bone.
A guttural screech escaped the chiroth's maw as it staggered, blood pouring from the wound. Seizing the advantage, Ethan released his grip on the creature's back and speedily created another hooked blood threat to prevent a fall from such height.
The final chiroth fell to the group amidst it's dead species.
Ethan landed smoothly with the help of the hooked blood thread.
There was a smile on his face as he checked the growth of his gene.
In total, he killed more than thirty chiroths and it took almost forty five minutes. He was sure he could take care of them half that time if they weren't flying.
Come to think of it, these are actually the second opponents he have fought who could fly. The first was the vampire nobles in his previous life and a few warriors of the human part who have become really efficient in their use of energy called "Chakra"