It was a simple, crude attack with no technique at all, but the end justified the means. The machete dug deep into the imp's shoulder and tore it open.
"Die!"
Without giving it time to recover, he swung the machete once more and split its head in half. For a brief moment, as if in a last struggle, the imp grabbed the machete with its hand. A couple of moments later, the hand lost its strength and went limp. Jude grabbed the corpse and teleported to the cave with it.
In the distance, the Heart Stealer Imp roared. His presence had been noticed. Through Void Vision, Jude saw the rest of the imps, except the Heart Stealer Imp and the golden imp, slowly approaching the spot where he had been, baring their teeth. Seeing them come closer instead of shooting darts from a distance, his guess seemed to be right. They had no darts left at all. Then there was nothing to be afraid of at all.
"Let's go!"
