Lycan's retreat

Sam kept on killing the lycans.

But he didn't feel anything. It is almost like he is harvesting a stagnant crop. He halted for a moment as he saw the waves of Lycans still coming with everything they have.

It seemed endless and if not for his enhanced vision, he would have actually thought so.

He had metal spikes on his palms as he stabbed a lycan and then used the metal element to increase the spikes to hit the heart and brains of it, killing it in a second.

"This shouldn't be it. It shouldn't be this easy."

He muttered to himself as he looked at one of the middle-stage Divine Plane Initiation Lycans that is assisting their peers to suppress their counterparts on the human side.

He left his shadow undead out to fight the Lycans of his own level, while he took to the sky.

He aimed his hands at the Middle Stage Lycan and shot a ball of golden flames.