>>5233526Safety was something he took for granted. He only fought for the sake of not dying, but now that he was starting to shift into the role of a protector, his sword felt heavier than it's ever been.
But he did not have to use only of his sword to defeat the enemy commanding the crowd, there were options for him to choose that didn't require his primary weapon. After charging another shot from his arm cannon, he vaulted with his sword into where the most populated area of the march, firing a blast at the floor after dropping several other bombs on the floor.
Judeau's fighting style served him well, learning how to switch weapons on the fly would prove to be crucial in this fight, as with the explosion, the ground beneath him cave in, creating a fire pit that would both destroy their corpses, and cease the Tidal Wave Of Darkness to further strengthen itself with more mutations.
"You all wanted to meet your maker, didn't you? Don't let me stop you then, your souls were saved in the most merciful way." Guts dismisses the enemy team with a sly grin, following a large egg with fiery tentacles attempting to escape as it's limbs started to desintegrate.
The Branded Swordsman's depth perception was long gone with the loss of his second eye, but the Z and Y axis were still well within his control, as well as the spacial awareness he could rely on thanks to his hearing. The loss of his eye only made it so he could heighten his senses, though maybe putting so much pressure on his other organs would come to bite him in the ass eventually...
Regardless, that was exactly what Guts wanted, he noticed something crawling and jumping every now and then while he kept slashing and cutting zombies with the Dragonslayer, something that appeared to be sewing the dead into different forms of life, reviving them as husks who relied on their faith to cling back onto their bodies.
If the theists always treat death and the afterlife as natural processes, holy passages into better days and of eternal rest...
"Then why were they so reluctant to DIE!?" Guts shout as he throws a knife at the egg's backside with a decisive turnaround, The Egg was noticed, after a lifetime of being ignored, being buried corpse after corpse as he was crushed under the weight of the world, without so much as being given a name.
<span class="mu-r">The irony of this cruel world... to find me an equal to end our lives in unison, let the world become anew, as this child dreams in the cradle of a new beginning.</span>
This was his chance to end the creature who plagued his ever sleepless nights, it might not have been what he came here to do, but Vlad was already covering whatever the people needed a lot better than he ever could, given his reputation.
His specialty was fighting monsters, so monsters he shall slay.
