Would his decimation of these offshoots trigger retaliation or more attacks from the horde? Maybe, but as long as the convoy kept moving, and he continued getting stronger, he saw no reason not to whittle out the herd.
He even managed to get his hands on one of those monster bikes, their top speeds were nothing to scoff at, and although slower than his all-out sprint, they would serve just fine.
With the wind blowing his hair behind him, he set out for the first of the offshoots, placed the pedal to the metal, and did not ease up until he saw the dust ahead and his Spatial sight revealed the presence of five Incarnation State beasts and a single golden creature.
