Ignoring the advice of the panic-stricken soldiers, we headed toward the ruined mall.
This time, our pace was fast and hurried. We had a single objective, albeit a stupid one.
Okay, we had different objectives. But the process of achieving our objectives was, in the end, the same.
To kill monsters.
But the thing was, I felt we were being stupid. The soldiers clearly mentioned the presence of 'flying monsters' around the mall area.
And there was only one flying monster we'd come across since the beginning of this apocalypse.
The Endorath.
That unholy reaper grade monster.
Just thinking of the ghastly green flames it breathed out made me shiver slightly.
But still, there's one thing that I'm most certain about…
"We're here." Marcus calmly declared, halting as he gazed at the still-intact large metal frame of the mall's building.
We halted, standing about fifty steps away from the glistening, fallen structure bathed by sunlight.
