The Need Arises!
But Northern held through, although times that he managed to get a glimpse of how Night Terror was doing made him perceive himself to be utterly weak.
The monster was not barely escaping the claws and teeth of Corpse Eaters like he was.
Night Terror was bring a menance and nothing more. In fact, it seemed to be having more fun than usual.
Northern gritted his teeth, feeling a rush of adrenaline course through his veins, as he was being motivated to do better by the a terrifying monster that once tried to kill him.
'Damnit! What am I even doing?' The question bore down a weight on Northern's mind, almost threatening to slow his movement as a monster closed in.
But Northern twirled the silver stiletto and twisted his waist, slipping past the hoisted onslaught of the crude critter.
He buried the stiletto behind its neck and with another twist separated its body as the onyx blade cut across the air in a torrent of black gore.