The problem wasn't a lack of lethality. The four humans were tearing through the yellow and red monsters as if they were fragile toys, their attributes and gear far outpacing the mobs.
The real issue was the sheer, suffocating volume. The density was so high that any gap they carved into the tide was instantly backfilled by a dozen more monsters, leaving them effectively swimming in place.
"Listen up!" Reody suddenly shouted, his voice finding a new authority born of desperation. "Let's form a tight circle! All eleven of us will overlap our shields to create a mobile fortified perimeter. As for the four humans, you stay in the centre and fire, keep attacking from inside the shell without pause!"
"That's right! This will work!" Lanmar shouted, sounding like a drowning man who had finally found a sturdy straw to cling to. "Let's do it now! Form the phalanx!"
