Noticing we have managed to hold back some forces, the remaining people nearby flock towards us. The main problem being that they flocked towards us. We suddenly find ourselves protecting too many people to manage, with more screams coming from here and there as we try to keep just ourselves alive.
The groups of people streaming in from all areas, a few people dying just before they reach the line of defence we have set up, some people grab the bodies of their family in fear when they die, others carry them with a face that tells me they don't want to leave them behind.
I decide with so many people around, I need to grab the bag of clothes which I hid the money inside each of the clothes. Now with a second bag my movement is a bit slower, but I also now have no worries about what happens to my goods.
After a few minutes of fighting these numerous small creatures, we are beginning to have a problem of body walls, originally we had room to throw the bodies behind us to keep clear vision, now that space is occupied by the many people who ran over to be protected.
I decide we should rally against one of the nearby walls, yelling at the people who are in the way to slowly retreat to it. Eventually as we remove some of the burden from being flanked; our party starts being able to manage the fighting. We also left the many bodies behind which left a funny donut shape due to the monster bodies.
Some of the bystanders look thankful but some of them look angry at the situation, I've probably never seen such a rainbow of emotions before from a group of people. Their homes are likely destroyed and many people were killed but they themselves managed to live. I wonder how many will suffer from some sort of survivors guilt.
One of my close friends had an issue like that, he was patrolling downtown for one of the gangs but some idiot decided a hit and run would beat the knife fighting that was planned later that day over territory. Only my friend survived and it haunted him till he left the gang and went for help. Its not something you can really make light of.
Even though the noise in the plaza has calmed down, there are still screams coming from some of the houses, the screams of guys being the only ones to end due to being killed. Blood fills the gaps between the stones, a mixture of both human and monster, the darker red from humans fighting against the reddish-green blood of the creatures, fighting just like the guards I hired who are doing a good job of keeping me alive as I space out.
After half an hour of fighting, eventually a few more of the city guards appear, everyone on my side being tired and I even tried to help with my magic spells. I decided to use more water magic since fire could cause a problem with all the corpses of monsters. By the time the reinforcements arrive, the air feels a bit drier from me using the humidity to help me get water quicker. I make a mental note to get a container of water to use for some spells, before realising we have waterskins and I just forgot about their existence entirely. I was never accustomed to carrying around water bottles back where I lived so I didn't even remember that I had some on me.
The city guard has appeared, wearing similar armour to the guards assisting us. Unfortunately they don't seem to have the same motive as the first guards. As the monsters near us are culled to the extreme, the new guards who appeared walk past the monsters and straight at us with their weapons raised.