Just as Gawain had anticipated previously, depending solely on the collapse of the cliff and landmines everywhere would not be able to exterminate those monsters completely.
Of course, if he had greater depth, a bigger minefield, and explosive crystals with greater might, that wouldn't be impossible to achieve. After all, those monsters did not have brains. As long as there were enough landmines, they were bound to straightforwardly step on all of them, and then fly into the skies together. However, since the conditions could not be fulfilled, then anything said was in vain.
There were still monsters — who by luck or, rather, by force — pushed through all the explosives then flew at them howling.
At this step, any hesitation and fear would have dissipated; the soldiers had long strained every nerve to the limit. The moment the command was given was when the glints and flashes of cold steel arose, and the inevitable hand-to-hand combat began.
