Boom!
Bang!
The forest echoed with the sounds of battle as Damien continued his daily routine of slaying mana beasts and demons. Over the past year, he had transformed, his once cautious steps now bold and deliberate.
Damien moved through the undergrowth with purpose, his sharp eyes scanning for prey. Today was no different—his mission was clear: defeat sixty mana beasts or demons before sunset.
The first wave of mana beasts came quickly. A pack of Grade Five Razor Fangs, swift creatures with sharp claws and serrated teeth, rushed at him. Damien smirked, pulling his sleek, thin blade from its sheath. "Let's see how fast you really are," he muttered.
The battle was quick but intense. The Razor Fangs darted around him, their movements almost too fast to track.
Swooosh~