Damien ignored all of it, finding their thoughts or questions irrelevant.
His focus narrowed entirely to the beasts still rampaging, to the cries of the panicked villagers, to the chaos that threatened to overwhelm the settlement in mere moments.
His sword flared again, the silver metal heated until it glowed red-hot and the flames danced along its length. In a single fluid motion, he launched himself forward.
Beast after beast fell before him.
A metal jaw wolf leapt from behind a burning cart — sliced clean in two by a swing of his blazing blade.
A hulking black bear, its claws ready to tear a man in half, swung at him from the side — Damien ducked under it effortlessly, drove the blade into its throat, and lifted it cleanly away as the creature's eyes glazed over, lifeless.
No villager could follow the speed, no monster could withstand the onslaught.
