Ziiiiiiiiiiiiiiipppppp!
From his fingertips spilled dozens of threads, thin as hair, gleaming faintly in the dim light of the rune.
Then, as the first darkspawn lunged, Gray flicked his wrist.
Schlk!
A thread tightened around its neck, slicing clean through. The body staggered three steps before collapsing, head rolling across the stone.
Another came from behind.
Without turning, Gray snapped his fingers, and a thread snapped taut like a garrote.
Thwip—crack!
Its torso split in half, guts spilling as the halves slid apart.
Selina's breath hitched at the scene while Mira covered her mouth. Even Claire stepped back, her eyes wide with horror.
Gray threw them a sidelong glance, smirking.
"You girls be quiet and let the man work here~."
"You—! Do you think this is funny?! We're in the middle of a nightmare!" Mira's face flushed red.
"H-how can you joke right now? There are guts everywhere!" Claire peeked out from behind her hands.
