"Skreeeeee!"
The Tyrant Ant, an insect-type monster, let out a piercing, agonized cry as its many limbs were severed in an instant. Before it could even attempt a counterattack with its remaining front limb, a chilling sensation surged through its neck. The aura-cloaked blade sliced cleanly through it. Its head hit the ground with a dull thud, rolling across the blood-slick floor.
Foul, greenish blood gushed from the gaping wound as the creature's massive body trembled, swayed, and finally collapsed with a heavy crash.
Just like that, it was dead.
"Tch. Disgusting. Got this thing's blood all over me," grumbled a voice, irritatedly.
The boy who had delivered the finishing blow wiped the splattered blood from his cheek with the back of his hand. His hair was a dark shade with hints of blackish green, and he wore a simple, casual outfit with a black theme.
The twin swords in his hands seemed to reflect a cold, indifferent image.