Kyle kicked the undead in front of him, breathing raggedly. He clenched his fist and punched another undead on the head. The atmosphere around him quivered violently due to his strength. His body moved swiftly, leaving afterimages behind as Bia's voice echoed in his head.
"I believe that's enough for today. Will you even be able to move after all this?"
She grumbled inwardly, a touch of concern in her eyes as she checked on the human's state. He hadn't stopped for even a minute since he started hunting the undead.
Kyle halted upon hearing her voice, letting out a hum as he relaxed his fists to assess his strength. His physique was still a bit away from reaching the supreme rank.
"The pressure is enough... but I guess my body is not ready yet."
He scanned the swarm of undead surrounding him and opted to call it a day. Not because he was tired, but because he had noted how long the previous night had lasted and understood that the next day was about to begin.
