As the oppressive force lifted, it felt as though a set of sandbags had been removed, leaving Theo’s body light as a feather. Unlike before, he now had the speed to evade the fanatics charging at him from the front, slipping behind them to sever their throats with precision. His sword strikes grew sharper and more destructive with every movement.

But that wasn’t all.

“These enemies… they’re too weak.”

While many encounters ended in just one or two exchanges, Theo noticed that the enemies seemed to grow progressively weaker. They now seemed so feeble that they could easily be mistaken …