Sword Intent

He looked around and found the source of movement.

'Fuck.'

The statues snapped their heads toward him.

Their lifeless eyes locked onto him, and their mouths creaked open, as they let out an ear-piercing shriek.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Tears of blood began to stream down their stone faces.

Then, they moved.

Some statues crumbled to pieces the moment they tried to run.

Others surged forward with terrifying speed, faster than the Paragon Demigods Neo had seen in the past.

"Get out! Get out!"

They reached for him and their stone hands clawed at his clothes and limbs, trying to tear him apart.

Neo fought back, but he knew it was useless.

There were too many of them, and each one was unnaturally strong.

Worse, he could sense those stronger than Paragons rushing towards him.

'Fighting them is a waste of time and energy. I need to look for a way back.

This place was swarming with statues.