Hunter dashed towards the skin walkers, quickly closing in on them as he swiftly left a gap between himself, Callon and Damian. With his reaper coated in his [Black Flames], he cut through the army of monsters, cutting off whatever limb was closest to him.
SPLURT!
Black and red blood spewed and sprayed Hunter. It didn't matter what he cut off. As long as he was making progress between himself and finding the mages, he didn't mind a little blood. If anything, the blood that sprayed him seemed to fuel him rather than making him feel disgusted.
As he cut down the skin walkers, cleaving through them like butter on hot toast, he finally got through the halfway point of the monsters. At this point, the skin walkers were retaliating and fighting with all their might.
