The swarm had lost its leader, the momentum of its charge had been crushed, the secret weapon of the eyeless abominations had been rendered useless, and most importantly of all, scores of them had already lost their lives.
But the Nightmare Creatures still presented a mortal danger to the cohort.
There were still enough of them to bury Sunny and his soldiers under a mountain of flesh, claws, and fangs. More than a dozen Fallen abominations remained, as well, rushing forward to devour the seven humans.
An ugly smile appeared on Sunny's face.
'Come get us, then…'
As the blade of the Cruel Sight shone with incandescent light, he sliced through the body of a lunging beast and issued a quick command:
"Vanguard, follow me!"
He put the shaft of the somber spear in the way of a snarling maw, shifted his weight to throw the enemy to the ground, and struck another abomination with the butt of his weapon.
