Cultivation
Dusk sinks in the yellow desert, followed by the dark curtains and glittering moonlight, bringing a tremendous chill to those inside it.
The area that was previously pitch black was now covered with blood, filled with a repulsive stench that could make ordinary civilians empty their guts. There was a man seen standing on top of the bodies of hundreds of critters, unbothered by the smell and sight of the carnage around him.
Alex with swords still in hand looked around and searched for any movement, ready to cut down anything that caught his eye. Finding nothing, He then sat on one of the bodies and relaxed his tense body.
After going through such a long and precarious battle where a single mistake could cost him his life, Alex felt like his body was within its limits. While resting, he turned his gaze to the giant hole where the critters came out.