Scourge Twenty-Three - Princessy

Scourge Twenty-Three - Princessy

Scourge Twenty-Three - Princessy

Hey, jump over, come on, abandon that one, Teo says as he helps one of the Lions from one of the carts near the rear. Were losing ground, insofar as we have ground to lose at all. The carts at the rear are being abandoned, the mercenaries all leaping forwards to join up on the middlemost carts. It means a tighter formation, fewer gaps for zombies to reach us through.

Were getting better at killing zombies, more and more of them falling to the ground around us and piling up so that the next zombie has to climb over a corpse or two to get to us. But more are showing up from the grass. Not as many, but enough that Im not sure wholl win a battle of attrition.

So, uh, Felix says. Anyone going to point out the obvious?

That we should stop killing the useless undead and focus on the two obvious necromancers controlling them? I ask.

Yeah, that.

I glance over to the front of the caravan. Last Id looked, Esteban was fighting the priests of Altum. Now hes being pushed back by one priest while the other stands further back, chanting something while being guarded by that hulking guy.

Teo! I call out. The man whips his head around. What?

Were going to go kill the necromancer in charge, I say. Itll make things easier, I think.

As far as Im aware, undead arent like monsters. Monsters will, for the most part, act according to their instinct. Theyll listen to orders from a much stronger monster (or from me and mom) but for the most part, they just do their own thing.

An undead though, thats something else.

Killing them wont stop the zombies, Esme says.

Yeah, but itll make them directionless, I retort.

Teo dashes our conversation apart with a single, No.

I narrow my eyes at him. Why not? Were tough enough, I bet. A glance back at the necromancer and a twist of my own will and Im able to see his classes and that of his big bodyguard.

[Abel Speaker of the Dead Altums Devoted]

Adept Raiser of Altum

Novice Companion of Death

The big guy next to him was interesting too.

[Sacrifice 27 Many Souled Guardian Experiment of Altum]

Initiate Guardian

There are only half a dozen zombies right next to our cart. I create a large disk-shield with some disgust, then use it to shove the undead back. Esme waits until theyre all collected together in a closer group, then she points a finger right at them. Her hair raises, and I can feel my own trying to spring up as well.

A snap fills the air, and I close my eyes a moment before a bright flash shoots out from Esme and connects her to the zombies.

They might be undead, and are likely unable to feel pain, but getting smacked with so much raw lightnings going to be bad for their unhealth.

A few of the zombies crash down, whatevers animating them disrupted or destroyed. The others stumble around for a moment, but while theyre singed, theyre not dead.

Felix leaps over the edge of the cart and darts past them and close to the edge of the road. Come on, she says.

I jump down after her, then turn to make sure that Bianca can make it down safely. Her dress isnt very practical for the sort of acrobatics were doing.

Felix ducks under the swipe of a zombie and casually plants her dagger into the back of its neck. A small shove later and its falling back against the others, properly dead.

The road isnt entirely clear ahead. Esteban is backing away in a large circle, only engaging with the zombies trying to pen him in when he can take them on one-on-one. That usually results in one less zombie to deal with, but he needs to pay constant attention to the priest hes fighting.

I need to make a choice. Help Esteban, or attack the other priest directly.

I only hesitate for a moment before making my choice. Esteban first, I say.

Pulling my dark shield back, I have it hover over my shoulders while creating more dark bolts. I let a few loose as we rush around the front of the caravan. Mostly I try to pin them in the back of the heads of any zombie we pass. I miss a few times, but some of my hits take out some zombies, and thatll mean that much less pressure on the Big Hill Lions on the carts.

Estebans eyes widen as Felix, whos sprinting ahead of us, leaps off the ground and crashes into a zombie knee-first.

She and the zombie crash into the ground, but she rolls right back up to her feet and darts for the priest, a huge grin across her face.

Im a bit slower to catch up, but I try to make up for it with added lethality. I skid to a stop next to Esteban and split my swarm of darts into three, each group slamming into a zombie point-first. The three flop to the ground, holes punched into their everything. You okay? I ask.

Esteban frowns. Im fine, he says. I appreciate the rescue. Go back to the cart, Ill finish this one off.

Nah, I say. Bianca, burn them. Esteban, go help Felix. Ill do mid-range support.

The priest is backing up under Felixs attacks, but hes skilled enough with his sword that my friend cant quite get to him without being parried or blocked.

He whips his free hand around, and a long tendril of water snaps out towards Felix.

My shield moves between the water and my friend. Felix doesnt even bother flinching, she just keeps attacking as if she knows that the enemys spells wont hurt her.

I grin. Were finally going to turn this around.

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