First Act 32: Red King

A simmering white light sliced through the air, cutting horizontally with precision. 

In its wake, a multitude of monsters were severed in half, their forms rent asunder. 

Blood sprayed through the air, creating an unsettling scene as the upper halves of the creatures arced through the air before landing unceremoniously on the ground.

"Th-thank you…!" 

The two students, who had been on the brink of peril, bowed their heads in panic and gratitude. 

Their eyes widened in awe and relief as they beheld Tristan, who stood before them, his blade still glowing with the residual energy of the devastating attack.

With a calm yet urgent demeanor, Tristan addressed the students he had just saved. 

"Hurry up and get out of here" he instructed; concern etched on his face. He gestured for them to flee, casting a watchful eye on the approaching horde of monsters.