Remembering The Past 7: God Ascension Plane In Chaos 1
"This is the last of them?" Laden's voice was heavy with exhaustion as he wiped his bloodstained blade against the remnants of a monster's hide. His blonde hair, streaked with dirt and sweat, clung to his forehead, and his sharp green eyes surveyed the carnage below with a grim satisfaction. Bodies of grotesque creatures lay scattered around them, their twisted forms a stark reminder of the battle they had just fought.
"I hope so," Adams replied, his voice quieter, more controlled. His long black hair, usually smooth and pristine, was now tousled and wild, but his golden eyes remained sharp, scanning the horizon for any signs of movement. "I wonder where these monsters are coming from."