Kael snorted, dodging a sword swing. "Fucking brainless power meals," he muttered as if they could hear him.
A construct's spear grazed his arm, pain flaring—[HP: 92%]. His —Adaptive Regeneration— kicked in, the wound healing, but the constructs pressed harder, their numbers overwhelming.
He weaved through their attacks, his —Eclipse Step— flickering, his dagger and knives moved like a blur. Another construct fell to his dagger with its head severed—[EXP +300]—but a sword clipped his thigh, blood trickling—[HP: 87%].
"Fuck!" Kael's smirk remained despite the cut, his silver eyes glinting. "Clever, huh? Escape this." He leaped back, luring three constructs into a tight cluster.
His obsidian knife flew, the force bursting as it shattered against their bones. They slowed down, their joints creaking, and Kael's —Eclipse Step— carried him behind them, his dagger slashing through their necks.
