The air tasted of ancient copper, stinging as it flowed through Leon's red-gold cloth while black blood clung to his war suit like a second skin.
The blade of the Hi-no-Kami glowed when the blood on it slipped and splashed on the jagged stone mountains as Leon swung it once.
Behind him lay a sea of corpses that had been dismantled beyond recognition. The more he moved forward, the more he passed snakelike patterns that had left the earth burning.
"It is not good for us to take this route, Leon." Gia's voice rose and faltered when the translucent panel shimmered to life before him.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
Presence Detected.
Scanning...
Name: Serakel
Rank: B
Type: Infant
Hostility: Critical
Domain Influence: Spiritual Suffocation
Unique Ability: Venom Fang Scripture
'Why are you always late?' Leon frowned when he saw countless Serakels with gleaming golden scales from afar.
