Aren saw all the elves headed his way, and he frowned. "Seems they are used to getting killed in a way."
Lucy saw that they were all coming at Aren. "What did you do?" she asked in worry.
"Killed a few of them," Aren responded and then charged ahead. Lucy heard what he said and she was confused.
"He killed them?" She locked her gaze onto Ken to see how he did it.
Ken pulled out his Ancient Devourer, his gaze scanning the field to ensure that he had everything set as it was meant to be.
Regardless of the fact that they had sold their souls, they still bled, and that meant they were consumable. The first elf launched at him. Aren slashed, but the elf disappeared midair and appeared behind Aren, thinking that it could attack from behind.
Aren weaved to the side fast, spun around, and smashed right through its gut. Blood gushed in every direction, the blade eagerly consumed it. It was not enough to awaken it, but that was the start.
