"Blood Threads"
The dim surroundings, the damp environment, and the lack of light helped conceal the red threads lurking in the dark.
Around 8 guards rushed to the tower, but they hadn't even reached the door when something flickered in the dark.
The Godfather licked his lips as he sat on the nearby tree.
"Gotcha."
The moment the guards touched the thread, the thread tightened and moved on its own.
SLASH!
The metal thread slashed the guards' necks, knees, arms…
The complicated set-up trapped the eight guards completely, and with just a single tug from the Godfather controlling the blood threads…
Their heads fell to the ground.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The heads rolled on the ground while dismembered arms and legs started to fall from the air.
Blood splashed everywhere, dying the ground red. The smell of blood instantly attracted many monsters and beasts, yet it also alarmed the nearby guards.