The moment Logan's eyes fell on the creature that had just arrived, his temper flared.
The urge to kill, the aura that had built up after killing countless enemies, the suffocating presence he had always been suppressing in this life,
it erupted.
As if a ferocious beast broke free from its shackles.
And at that moment,
everyone felt it. Not just the boss, the monster with the human-like face that had just arrived, and the remaining horde of goblins and dire wolves, but every member in Gideon's party who was still clinging to their consciousness felt it as well.
Gideon, who had just pulled himself out of the crater, stared at Logan with sheer disbelief in his eyes. "What is this feeling? I have never felt it before, not even when I stood before the guild master."
And then,
without any warning, Logan leaned forward, bending his knees slightly like a coiled spring building up energy.
Crack!
