This is a multimedia webnovel with giant city-crushing monsters, a valiant man who dares to fight them, a hero who loses himself on a righteous path, and a darkness which conceives a profound love. But I suck at descriptions, so I strongly encourage...
"Get off of him," yelled another bandit who hid himself in the dark space between two silent buildings on the right side of the street.
As soon as Hatasuko saw the reflection of starlight on the tip of the hidden bandit's arrow, he flexed his strong arms and pulled the other bandit off the street. Hatasuko now held the injured man as a shield to protect himself from the archer.
"Drop your weapon if you want him to live," Hatasuko said with a nervous voice. He spun his sword so that its blade pressed against the hostage bandit's throat. Hatasuko faked boldness in his golden eyes, but the bandit in the alley looked unconcerned.
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At the same time just a few blocks away, Vaida made short work of the nearest bandit by disarming him and slashing his Achilles tendons. This left just the group of three bandits in between her and Lazaro, though they did not look intimidated just because they were surrounded. The bandits held their swords proudly.
"Humankind has been brought to its knees by the Interfecti, and yet you're running around making things worse? How could you possibly think that this is justified?" Lazaro asked the bandits with an incredulous grimace.
"Reason and justice are meaningless to me."
Lazaro glanced up and saw the silhouette of a man standing atop a starlit house on the left side of the street. This man was taller and more muscular than the rest of the bandits. The two swords in his hands glistened from the reflections of lights in the sky. His golden eyes shimmered in the glow of starlight.
The bandit on the rooftop declared, "The Interfecti have turned all things to misery. The Interfecti are more powerful than anything this world has ever known. This means that the force of misery is untouchable; there is no point in trying to stop it. Happiness will invariably be swallowed by the void. Death will take us all whether we fight it or not. Morality is meaningless because all things are meaningless. I only want to delay my own misery for as long as I can and forget everything else!"
"I take it that you're the leader of this little pack, right? Your men are terrible fighters, by the way," Lazaro retorted.
"Come on, men. Don't let him insult you like that. Attack!"
The three bandits swerved and charged at Lazaro with their swords ready for battle. They diverged as they ran so that they could attack from the right, left, and head-on simultaneously. Because of his injury and fatigue, Lazaro did not even try to run. He simply pulled off his shield and clenched the handle in his left hand while readying his warhammer with his right hand. As soon as the three bandits began to close in, Lazaro lunged toward the head-on attacker, spun, and swung his hammer with a high speed. The bandit threw himself onto the ground and rolled out of the way, but the other two bandits attempted a sword lunge at the same time. Lazaro continued swinging his warhammer and crashed it against the second bandit's sword to block it; his Interfectus shield blocked the third bandit's sword. Lazaro then jumped backward, swung his warhammer again, and slammed its spike through the upper back of the bandit on the ground – permanently paralyzing him with one strike.
