The cultists followed the shield guy as they charged towards Blaze. Instead of confronting them, the latter yawned. The laid-back attitude angered the humans.
But then...
"Too slow," he mumbled and disappeared from their sight.
"What?"
"Where did he go?"
"Nico! Above you!" June yelled.
Blaze appeared above them out of thin air. Nico, the shield guy, looked up and saw the fleshy tendrils wrap around the necks of those around him.
"Cut them off!" he yelled, but it was too late.
Blaze twisted in the air. Six severed heads swirled around him as he did, showering the place in fresh blood.
All of it happened in mere seconds.
Nico stood there, stunned.
Wasn't Blaze supposed to be weak with his horde being the source of his strength?
He might be the most powerful undead we've ever faced.
Nico thought, gritting his teeth.
Blaze was too fast for them to keep up. Their plan of keeping him busy until June was ready was crumbling right before their eyes.
