As they had hope, they became somehow careless, so they were now clustering without their conscious heading towards me. give me a group of players and I would gladly crush them easily with my spears.
So, I let my spears out.
The first launch of my spears was really devastating, as there were more than one hundred players closing up on me in less than one hundred meters. I lost count on how many players fell, however I was sure the number was big.
I snapped my fingers again, as I watched the distant shadows and the luckily surviving players near me calmly. I wasn't giving them time to adapt, I was trying to install fear deep in their souls, fear of me.
And I succeeded, as most of the players near me began to retreat with panic all over their faces, at the same time some distant shadows joined their escape movement.
