The city had crossed a threshold. What followed after the portals opened was no longer chaos. It was a hunt.
The monsters kept coming in waves. Some portals flickered and collapsed after releasing a few creatures. Other portals were stabilized and just continued to pour out monsters.
Entire streets became killing grounds layered with corpses, blood pooling between cracked asphalt and rubble.
The players of the game who survived the first wave of onslaught adapted quickly or died just as fast.
Sean and Connor carved a path forward without slowing. Sean's breathing stayed even as he cut down another monster, his sword already moving toward the next target before the corpse hit the ground. His [Apex Mark Detection] pulsed in his mind, the pull growing stronger with every minute.
"He is closer," Sean said to Connor.
Connor glanced around, crushing a monster's skull beneath his shield.
"Is that so? Heh. Good."
