Nastiness

Despite that, things were getting quite difficult near the guild masters. They had gotten the hang of fighting the trolls, but fighting against numerous of them was still quite the challenge.

"I want to level up this weapon as fast as possible… but things might get complicated if the others are killed," Terry thought while looking over his shoulder. "I guess I will have to sacrifice a bit of experience to make sure that they will be able to help me until the end. This is the best option..."

With a fierce determination in his eyes, Terry turned to the side, his grip tightening on the massive black steel Destroyer. He swung the colossal weapon with unyielding force, its razor-sharp edge slicing through the air like a deadly scythe. The trolls were caught off guard, their heads and bodies severed with each side slash.