Unlike the Nodes he had encountered before, this one was much smaller—about half the size of a door.
From the pitch-black rift, waves of dark magic surged continuously. Occasionally, a confused monster would crawl out from the rift and materialize into the real world. Compared to the massive monster horde that had descended upon Riverfall City, the number of monsters emerging from this Node was relatively few. It seemed to have opened in a secluded corner of the Abyssal Demon Realm.
As Luca was contemplating how to destroy the Node.
Quagmire's voice sounded behind him, filled with frustration. Leaning on his knees, drenched in sweat, he gasped for breath. "What the hell… are you a marathon runner? How can you run so fast?"
He had exhausted all his energy trying to keep up with Luca, but he hadn't even seen Luca's shadow, just a trail of bodies left in his wake. The man's speed was simply too overwhelming—Quagmire was nearly on the verge of collapse.