Juan’s head felt hot; he felt hatred for someone he had never seen before, along with resentment for something he had never experienced. His body was burning up with all the world’s rage and hatred. Thirst for blood consumed him. A normal person would have lost themselves facing this intense madness, but Juan maintained his sanity.

He enjoyed this madness.

‘Talter, it’s time to hunt.’

Juan let the madness control his body, as if he was a hunting dog being commanded. Talter’s blood spread throughout Juan’s body as Juan felt his body become hot.

Juan stepped harder onto the head of the golem underneath his foot. A crack appeared in the golem’s head, and little pieces of stones flew out.

The golem struggled harder than before, realizing that Juan was the real threat. The golem’s body turned 360 degrees, flinging Juan away. Juan’s body flew up into the air and then plunged back towards the golem. Talter’s short sword dug into the golem.

In the split second that the golem took to react, Juan stabbed his short sword repeatedly, sending pieces of stone scattering everywhere. The...