A deafening roar echoed on the fifth floor. It shattered the calm environment with a gouged ground and slash marks.
Jin's back slammed to the ground hard, blasting all the air in his lungs as the shockwave tore through the battlefield.
The dust and the broken stones erupted, creating a veil to cover his trace for a brief moment.
'He is strong!'. A chill crept down his spine as a black beam fell from the sky and rained down directly on his position.
Jin sprang up, his expression hardened as he barely dodged the attack from the werewolves.
His feet carried him far away, zig-zagging through the air, as if it were his turf.
Looking up, the ominous magic circle kept pulsating, alive. And Jin could see the miniature sun above slowly dimming its light.
"You're pretty strong for a human".
A mocking tone came from behind, and Jin swung his blade in reflex.
*Clang!
Blade and claws met, scattering sparks as his katana screamed against the enemy's obsidian claws.
