Chapter 1195: Fiend's Galore (3)

"Surely there are more here than just these ones, right..?"

Anput stood atop the fallen body of our latest kill, her boot sinking into its gelatinous head as she continued to pin it to the ground as we ensured it was dead, and while we were here she took this moment to breathe... and to 'complain'.

"You want there to be more Fiends than just this? Is this not enough for you?"

Both of us were looking towards the Sultana, who was now standing atop a small mountain of bodies as she continued to feed her blades the flesh of the fledgling Fiends, soaking the ground around her in their blood and turning the area into a charnel house as she unleashed her pent up aggression as best she could.

A storm of metal that was ablaze with potent flames whirled around the Sultana, and everything that got close was cut into pieces and sufficiently cooked to ensure that there was no chance of survival, which the Fiends were putting to the test every chance they had.