Eyes growing wide, Rory could not help but gape, watching how the undead creatures were swarming the two werewolves.
Outnumbered, both of them remained vigilant as they stayed blocking the path, slashing whatever gets close, even if some of them were jumping all over them.
“We can’t let them leave this place!”
Maynard was taking on at least twenty at once. Each time he would take one down, three more would instantly replace it.
“I don’t think I can hold on much longer!”
On the other hand, Selene was having a difficulty with the ten that came at her.
The undead haven’t noticed him yet, being in the top cavern. He could get a good vantage point of where the creatures were coming from.
After assessing the situation, he jumps to their rescue. Drawing every ounce of energy that he could
