He dropped back to the ground, his legs nearly buckling under the impact. The creatures were almost upon them now, their hollow eyes reflecting the dim light from the vehicle's interior. Arthur could smell their putrid stench, could hear the wet sounds of their approach.
"Get in the damn vehicle!" Arthur shouted at Aziel, moving to place himself between his friend and the advancing horde. His odachi came up in a defensive stance, though his arms shook with exhaustion.
Aziel's eyes widened with understanding, and he nodded grimly. Using his spear as a crutch, he began to move toward the vehicle as quickly as his wounded body would allow. Arthur backed up alongside him, his blade flashing in desperate arcs as he kept the creatures at bay.
"Almost there!" Cara's voice came from inside the vehicle, her tone tight with tension. "Just a few more steps!"
