Fighting through the Horde.

Cain stared at the ocean of monsters before him...

Although his plan sounded glorious, he was starting to have second thoughts. He had once faced off against something similar, but at the time, the circumstances surrounding the situation were far different. 

The adrenaline from having stopped a missile with his own hands, the inescapable inevitability of certain death that would have come upon him, his hand had been forced. The creatures were also much weaker than he was. 

Now, things were a bit different. This time, he was going to be jumping at the herd of creatures. The strength of some of the creatures was even a bit greater than his.

'Maybe I have gone insane... Maybe.'