"You've gotta be fucking kidding me!"
Evan cursed as he unleashed an omnidirectional burst of icy energy that froze the incoming attacks along with the zombies who fired them.
But before he could shatter the ice, spears of fire rained down from flying monsters, forcing him to conjure a shield to block them.
Artemisia and Beatrix stayed close, covering for each other's weaknesses as they blinked in and out of the enemies' reach, striking fast.
But before long, things started to go downhill.
The undead grew stronger, and they began fighting back with more coordination and cunning. Their numbers multiplied, as if the planet was spawning them faster than the group could cut them down.
The ground split open again, releasing dozens of Sovereign-level corpses that unleashed blinding, destructive beams, crushing shockwaves, and elemental blasts powerful enough to tear the land apart, forcing the group to scatter as craters erupted where they'd stood moments earlier.
