Less than a minute ago, hundreds of monsters were running straight at Adam - at their prey that surely could not escape their powerful jaws and sharp claws.
However... in just a few seconds, the monsters were already escaping Adam, not as a predator but as a natural disaster, devastating and all-consuming in its unmitigated violence.
Whoooooooooooooosh.
The first silver threads, passed through the Azure Wolves, cutting them to pieces, rapidly unwinding and increasing its kill zone like a flywheel of death.
"What the fuck..." Ester muttered in disbelief.
Soon, the last, longest threads reached the monsters, not letting go of any wolves. The threads cut through their tails passed through their throats, and diagonally - perfectly straight, slicing through their heads along with their brains and eyes filled with primal fear.
