The Khopesh that Anput had recently forged for me swung up into the belly of the leaping feline monster, its curved outer crescent slicing cleanly into the diseased flesh of this Undead monster, something that made me grimace somewhat as my blade tore open its blighted body and allowed its putrid blood to explode outwards in a shower around me.
Slicing the monster cleanly in half, I grimaced again as the scent of its decay was amplified, its flesh sloughing off of the bone in an almost liquid state as the mana that kept it solid dissipated, the monster now dead for good.
I had little time to sate my morbid fascination with what was keeping these monsters moving and maintaining them in a state of strength to allow them to run and jump as quickly as they do; instead, I reached for the hilt of my Khopesh with my other hand and swung it back down, meeting the head of a deer monster that wanted to stab me with its antlers.
