A long jagged blade of metal cleaved through the air above me, while a heavy spear stabbed towards my chest, trying to impale me even as I ducked beneath the sword.
Rolling to the side, I barely had time to roll again as an axe slammed into the earth beside me, before the sword and spear lunged at me from my left and right, trying to trap me between them and kill me.
The Spartoi was a walking armory compared to most enemies, its four arms making it far harder to handle then the Beastkin Skeleton that I had dealt with, and with the various weaker skeletons and Goblins occasionally making their way over, I had to keep myself on my toes and on the lookout for any attack, anywhere, at any time.
It was draining, but...
