Michael lowered his shoulder and drove the wall shield into the ground before him.
A heartbeat later, a vicious blood beast slammed into it.
The towering man grimaced under the force, but did not budge an inch. The blood beast, on the other hand, staggered and felt momentarily disoriented.
But that was all the time Edward needed.
He planted a foot on Michael's shoulder and vaulted over the shield. Blue streaks of lightning danced along the edge of his battle axe as he twisted mid-air, angling both body and blade with deadly precision.
With a single, thunderous strike, he cleaved the beast clean in two.
Seeing the corpse of the blood beast twitch for a second or two before finally going cold, Edward and Michael breathed a sigh of relief.
However, they were still not done yet. There were dozens of corpses strewn around them. They then looked around the crimson grassland and could see the tall grass swaying in the distance.
