Chapter 33: Frozen kingdom(2)
He awoke in a sea of blood, thousands of litres turned the ground where he was standing into an entire river, the white avalanche now no more, replaced by a river of dark blood and bodies burning in violet light, the only source of light that decorated this cavern for the last few decades in all probability.
The violet light combined with the dark, endless stream originating from the mountain of corpses on which the disorientated Cades had stood and instead created a light magenta mountain with a small burgundy lake at its feet.
Cades slain foes had almost allowed him to reach the ancient ceiling of the mountain, he had just been a few dozen feet to low but that was just a sign to how many foes there had been.
The ceiling of the cavern was almost six hundred feet high and he was almost there.
These foes, they weren't just a few hundred, they weren't even just a few thousand, they had to at the very least be over ten thousand foes.
As Cades slowly began his descent from the gruesome mountain he realized one thing.
He had absolutely no idea what had happened.
He had completely lost himself to the battle, he had lost himself in the gruesome dance of his blade in the horrid screeches that every single one of his spells caused as they burned the flesh off of the disgusting creatures, as the made them scream in terror while being crushed under an unimaginable weight or as they simply had their lower body separated from their upper bodies.
He had been lost in the ecstasy of slaying his foes, of getting his own version of revenge, he didn't care at all about what was going on with them, he had just been lost in the moment, he had killed them all, an entire.... civilization.