"Swish—"
The blade crackled with lightning as it sliced cleanly through the monster, splitting it in two. Blood sprayed everywhere, and a crystal core shot out, spinning through the air.
Robert reached out, caught it mid-flight, and tucked it into his backpack.
"One down..."
But there was no time to rest. More monsters surged forward, their grotesque forms closing in. Robert moved like a shadow, weaving through them with an almost dance-like grace, his katana flashing in arcs of deadly precision.
The katana, embedded with an A+ grade lightning-attribute crystal core, was razor-sharp, capable of cutting through anything in its path.
With flawless technique, Robert dispatched over a dozen monsters in quick succession. Their bodies crumpled to the ground one after another, and he deftly collected the crystal cores that burst free from their remains.
