They were massacring everyone.
The weaker ones did most of the work, trailing reality-distortion afterimages with every movement, brandishing their weapons and bladed appendages to kill demon after frozen demon with indifference.
And while it all happened, I was unable to do anything.
I could only watch what was in front of me and make up what was happening not within my sight with my imagination with all the sounds that I heard.
Adrenaline slammed through me anyway, hot and electric, forcing my parallel thinking to snap online like a second heartbeat.
And amidst that, I was finally reminded of something.
The soulbound thread!
I reached for it with everything I had left, pushing the connection like a hand through freezing water.
There was a chance that this didn't work as well, but thankfully, my hope was finally paid and my heart started to calm down as I started to properly devise a plan for my survival.
