Caius's POV
With every breath entering my lungs, I felt them burning.
Pain spread through my joints and muscles while I swung my swords without stopping.
With a horizontal slash, my sword left an arc of light in the air while I felt the sharp blade pass through flesh and bones and separate them apart.
Bodies hit the ground one after another while piling over each other.
Those should have already disappeared and been devoured by their siblings, but after a certain point that stopped happening, leaving the corpses there untouched.
Ever since we escaped the monsters' encirclement, we had been pushed backward nonstop.
But now I was advancing.
A step toward the monsters before they could come toward me, and I tore them apart.
My essence reserves were already at rock bottom, so I stopped sending explosions a while ago, relying only on my swords.
I felt every wound in my body, how it pulsed with pain without stopping.
