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In The A-Dungeon
A teenager with black hair, wearing full-on black clothes moved silently in a dark underground cave.
He stopped behind a pillar of rocks and peeked through it.
'It's clear.'
He thought, his grip tightened on his weapon.
'Or, it's about to be.'
Then, he moved.
The boy was a blur as he came out his cover and darted past the pillar, he swung his weapon in an instant.
He landed behind all three of the monster silently, none of them even taking note of his presence.
For a moment, there was nothing.
Then, simultaneously, all three heads shot into the air, each one of them being propelled by the blood.
The boy turned back to the monsters as the heads fell onto the ground.
'This should make it my fiftieth kill.'
He thought as he sheathed his katana.