Alex walked out onto the sand, his arms and legs still bleeding profusely. He had no Qi to heal himself, and his Blood Aura had long since been bled out of him after so many cuts.
He pulled out his iron sword, ready to put it to use once again. He had used it only once, so this would be the true test for it.
In the dark of the night, the beasts still seemed capable of noticing him. And for some reason, they were able to get to him faster than he would have expected them to.
The first beast to get to Alex was a large centipede that came down on him with its pincers. Alex leapt up to the centipede, scattering sand behind him as he instantly arrived next to the beast's head.
He swung, striking what would be the beast's neck.
To his surprise, the beast wasn't cut at all.
His sword merely managed to dig a few inches deep while the majority of the force only bashed the beast to the side. It fell to the ground with a rather loud slam, but it didn't die.
"How…"
