The dark red filthy blood covered the entire ground.
Blood-colored monsters brewed from the blood.
Losa and Prajna stood back-to-back, continuously killing one monster after another that flew towards them, yet the monsters came endlessly, as if they would never be completely eliminated.
Blood splashed as a monster resembling a blood-colored mad dog lunged at Losa.
He frowned.
This monster, he distinctly remembers slaying it himself once before; every detail matched. Although there were many monsters, until now, he hadn't seen any repeat.
"Are they resurrecting?"
But this time, the cross sword in Losa's hand, which was covered in Holy Flame effective against dark creatures, wasn't able to easily cut it in two like last time.
The severed sections of the monster, the body of the blood-colored creature, turned charred but still had the strength to bite towards Losa.
