Holding a sword in both his arms, Rio charged ahead in a straight dash, rushing right into the oncoming horde of monsters. His speed, unparalleled, and movement of his arms, unpredictable.
The metallic edges left a shadow of red lightning streak as they swept the blood of monsters and sliced their bodies in swift strikes. Katherine couldn't help but freeze for a few seconds, her gaze fixed upon the dance of death in front of her.
In a matter of mere minutes he had littered the flattened forest with corpses of creatures who kept coming nonstop after smelling blood and hearing the howls.
She had never quite seen a sight like this. Even amongst the hundreds of arena battles she'd been part of, or various other tournaments and rankers she had seen on recordings. There was just something different.
