Carmine Wave Slaughter

He merely stared forward for a minute, watching the tide of Grimm advance further with each reiteration until they’d reached half way and kept going.

“Kill them,” He said at last and Carmine swung her whip-sword in a single, wide sweep that cut through the approaching Grimm as easily as it did the air. Their flesh turned to smoke at the touch of the blade and they fell in pieces as the vaporizing blade tore through their ranks. The blade retracted and the process repeated, Carmine waiting for the Grimm to close in each time, for my father’s command to strike, and then slaughtering wave after wave.