The three warriors sprinted forward as one, their feet pounding against the muddy ground as they raced through the narrow corridor of darkness. Creatures lunged at them from both sides, but the combination of blindness and electrical disruption made their attacks wild and uncoordinated.
Arthur's odachi flashed through the air in desperate swings, cutting down anything that managed to get too close. His shadow powers were completely exhausted now, the corridor of darkness already beginning to dissipate as his energy reserves hit rock bottom. Each step felt like running through molasses, his muscles screaming in protest with every movement.
Cara ran beside him, her light flickering weakly as she struggled to maintain even basic illumination. She had used too much power in the massive flash, and now she was paying the price. Her luminous sword had dimmed to barely more than a glowing ember, but she held it ready nonetheless.
