'Why is there a Disaster at each step?'
Hex missed the time when he faced Demons and Fiends. Even though he was weaker then, at least the creatures at that level had less stamina and vigor. They died when cut enough. Disasters and above seemed to recover at their last breath.
Bang.
Hex flitted through the trees, trying to evade the boa. The snake used its massive body like a spring, shooting through the air like an arrow. It was fast and deadly.
'How the fuck is this thing so fast? Is that giant body filled with gas?'
Massive ancient trees splintered when the boa crashed into them. Hex saw its twenty-meter-long and one-meter-wide body after the boa left the waters.
Flex Step!
Dark Blizzard Strike!
