Chapter 117 Going Out to 'Help'

Hell had truly descended.

Even for Aunt Mia and Lily, who weren't part of the chaos outside.

They had just turned to head toward the sitting room, following Michael's instructions, when the horrifying scene stopped them dead in their tracks.

"Monsters… blood… they're dead… they're dead…"

Lily's voice faltered as she stumbled backward, her broken sentences growing shriller with each word. 

She stepped away from the window in panic but lost her footing and fell hard to the floor, her cries cutting off abruptly.

"Shit!"

Michael cursed under his breath, momentarily stunned.

He hadn't expected the damage that would be caused by the creatures emerging from the cracks to be easy to resolve, but what he hadn't foreseen was the sudden appearance and the sheer number that followed.

Not only had multiple cracks opened simultaneously, but the monsters poured out rapidly. 

Level 1 cracks most times had at least 200 from each crack.