Zephyrious; Offensive weapon

CHAPTER 17

The enemies lik  e the sea, flooded on the North ground border of Mavis. The waves that they have darken the ground above. Different races, different creatures looming, bringing the essence of death of what their intent was. The menacing look in their eyes dragged the very dark evil of malice. The only thing on their thought was thirst; thirst for blood! Thirst for kill! Thirst for suffering! Thirst for grief! They have no heart. No soul! They are built of the deepest and berseker void of thirstiness to instruct the very awful and prominent fear to their prey.

But despites of these very dark prominent intent to kill, at the end there's the light that shone brightly and firmly. Even if its small compared to the looming darkness still it illuminated scorchingly to know how firmed and prominent the resolve it had. It laid a warning; a warning, that it will lit more brightly than it ever did. A