C84 Demonic Tree Mutation

With a sharp whoosh, the flying sword cut through the air, leaving a trail of golden light. When it reemerged, its blade was coated in fresh blood.

"Ah!" A man's agonized scream pierced the air. In the moment the shield went haywire, he had managed to shield his vital areas, narrowly escaping death by the sword's edge. Yet, the sensation of being impaled by the flying sword was far from pleasant