The green soul shot up from the monster's corpse, slamming into Rem's chest like a jolt of lightning.
Energy surged through him, filling every muscle, every fiber of his being with a rush of power.
It was a familiar feeling, but even now, it was almost intoxicating... the Strength felt intoxicating to him.
However, Rem didn't let himself get distracted. A small tab hovered in front of him, showing the skills he had gained, but he ignored it. There was no time for that. The second monster was already charging at him.
The Swamplizard lunged, its massive fist swinging toward Rem.
Last time, he had caught an attack like this.
But this time, he didn't bother to catch it. Instead, he pivoted his body, sidestepping the blow with barely any effort.
The monster's foot came sailing toward his face, but he grabbed it out of the air with ease, the claws scraping across his skin yet a frown stretched across his face as he did it.