"Wait, what does he think he's doing?" a youth shrieked, his eyes filled with distress.
"It's no use. Just run while you still have the chance," another chimed in.
"It's inevitable… I think he just decided to join in to put himself out of his misery."
"Makes sense, I would do the same—wait… where did he go?"
***
Murmurs rippled across the battlefield as Aurelian's figure came into view, but he gave them no mind. His form blurred, appearing in front of the level 23 acidic slime. Both blades wrenched deep into its torso, giving it no chance to process what was happening. The corrosive energy hovering around it melted its innards, its soul already severed as it drifted into his blade, now glowing faintly.
Then he moved to the next. The whole ordeal only taking a few seconds.
***
"Look there… he's impaled both blades into that slime that ate the others!"
"What does he think that'll achieve? Tickle them to death? The blades are useless..."
