I sighed as my Khopesh dug into the shoulder of the Cultist in front of me, a quick yank back sawing through her flesh and bones with ease and making her scream so wonderfully.
Sadly, I wasn't in a position to enjoy the way she crumpled to the ground with tears streaming from her dimming eyes as blood poured from the vicious wound and pooled around her, my focus instead being on the angry Lioness who was cutting through the fodder Cultists around us, her golden blade soaked with crimson viscera as the bodies continued to pile up.
