Lynus raised the axe and plunged it onto the small heap of crystal in front of him, feeling the bloodthirstiness of the crystal lunge at him.
This time, his movement was quick, instantly tilting his head to the side to dodge it.
A small smile appeared on his face with the successful attempt.
'Finally!' His mind celebrated.
Then his smile slowly faded away, becoming a deep scowl.
He filled himself with thoughts of how Northern had taken him away from his home, fed anger and hatred to his mind so that he wouldn't get distracted from what Northern had done to him.
But in truth, time in this void hadn't been as dreadful as it had looked like it would be.
He had been brought to the red mountains to mine crystal, and indeed, at first, it had been very hard.
So hard that he had refused to do it, until one of the monsters reported him to their Taskmaster.
