The sand beneath Lucian's feet trembled with unsettling force as monstrous shapes began to emerge the moment the timer reached its mark.
A katana materialized effortlessly in Lucian's grip, its polished blade gleaming in the dim light as he readied himself for the oncoming horde.
Having witnessed Anthony's mastery of the katana throughout the pages of the novel, Lucian had resolved, upon his reincarnation, to wield the blade himself, a choice born of both reverence and necessity.
From the boundless desert sands, the monsters began to unfurl in staggering numbers.
Though their presence seemed endless, Lucian remained unfazed, his focus unwavering.
Suddenly, a tremor beneath his feet caught his attention.
His gaze snapped downward, instinctively aware of the shift in the earth.
'Sand Wyrm'
