"More fuckin' corpses, huh?" Guts said, as one of Them shuffled near. Guts sucker-punched it with his iron arm, knocking it to the ground. The undead twitched on the ground; its teeth had fallen loose and its eyes had popped partway out. Guts brought down an iron boot, splitting its skull like a melon. He looked up, and cracked his neck as more creatures spilled into the halls.
Guts' muscles tightened as the Dragonslayer swung in a wide arc, cleaving through several torsos. The ghouls fell to the ground, trailing entrails behind. Guts swung a second time, and a second set of heads flew.
The blade changed directions with surprising speed, flying the opposite way with an ominous hum, sideways, then down, then across, releasing a rapid flurry of slashes that left only a hall full of gore and dismembered bodies.
Placing the oversized hunk of iron over his shoulder, Guts descended to the next floor, blood dripping off of his cloak.
Guts' muscles tightened as the Dragonslayer swung in a wide arc, cleaving through several torsos. The ghouls fell to the ground, trailing entrails behind. Guts swung a second time, and a second set of heads flew.
The blade changed directions with surprising speed, flying the opposite way with an ominous hum, sideways, then down, then across, releasing a rapid flurry of slashes that left only a hall full of gore and dismembered bodies.
Placing the oversized hunk of iron over his shoulder, Guts descended to the next floor, blood dripping off of his cloak.