Standing at the edge of the Abyss gateway, the second figure blinked twice, trying to process the scene before her.
Her eyes swept across the battlefield, taking in the countless beasts charging toward the ruined defensive wall, and the soldiers desperately trying to hold their ground.
"How could this be?" she muttered, shock dripping from her voice.
She had just returned from the Abyss and the last thing she expected upon finally reaching the surface was a massive beast tide attacking the city.
Her eyes narrowed as she caught sight of a figure moving through the tide.
The swordsman.
His body moved with uncanny efficiency, every swing of his longsword precise.
A massive beast charged and only for it to meet a sword strike.
Dead.
Another rushed from the side and he turned slightly, cutting it down before it could even reach him.
There was no wasted movement, no unnecessary strike, no hesitation. Every blow was enough to kill.
