As Nova spoke, an Ether Wyrm phased through a concrete wall, its transparent dragon-like form radiating with a pale color, as if it were a ghost. Its claws tore through an Adventurer's chest, slicing through armor and bone like paper.
Blood drained as the man's heart was shredded, his body hitting the ground as the wyrm phased back into the wall, leaving only a puddle of gore. Griffins dove from above, talons ripping heads left and right, arterial blood painting the sky a beautiful, bloody red.
One Adventurer's decapitated body ran a few steps, blood spurting from the neck, before collapsing in a twitching pile.
Marcus continued to focus, as the Adventurers united to just keep him safe. Some of the Adventurers were able to kill an Ether Wyrm, all the B-rank's and A-rank's, of course, while others slayed more Trolls and wolves.
