It was uncomfortable and repugnant. So ugly that you could feel an icth to scratch your arms or unconsciously grit your teeth in how abhorrent the scene was.
The things ripped apart the survivors in less than three days and after that attempted to reach us. Masses of flesh flocked towards the building we decided to rest in, their limbs flailed against the robust walls and despite the cries from them they continued to hit repeatedly the walls.
*Bam* *Bam* *Bam*
Using their bulky bodies, they even charged towards the walls attempting to crumble the walls and the wails from them continue to echo as if the minds of the people whose bodies merged with each other remained, and yet only cries or screams could be heard, they couldn't ask for help or warn the victims they were to shred apart, only their screams can make others understand their immense grief and despair or madness.
The moment they focused their attention towards us I conjured my aura and erected a barrier around the building making these things unable to destroy the building.
Rather than being loud their screams and cries were instead straining to the ears and to the mind they were traumatizing, they wouldn't stop as they inflicted themselves agonizing pain.
With their miserable cries I could understand the craving and the rotting desire to die, their disturbing screams that they gave in to this madness and just screamed and screamed, it didn't help that their vitality seemed to be so high that their wounds and injuries would instantly heal but that was obviously not something to cheer about, and it was this seemingly infinite vitality with the addition of their numbers that made them able to survive the attacks of the survivors and overwhelm them.
These things surrounded the building and so it wasn't that uncommon that they would end up hitting each other in the process or even climbing each other and causing one to slightly sink in the ground and creating several pits due to the immense weight.
For these things, for the people whose minds seemed to be extremely lucid inside these masses of flesh this was just but madness, pain and suffering.
That is why...
"Let's dance."
...this is both exhilarating and saddening.
I stepped out of the barrier I just created and in no time the focus of the things swifted from the building towards me, they flocked towards me causing the ones in front of me to be pushed towards me.
I took a step but instead of going forward and landing in the ground it remained just several centimeters above the ground as if there was something there.
I took several other steps as if I was climbing invisible stairs and watched in proximity the disgusting mass of flesh attempting to catch me with their arms.
"Oh?" A hand managed to grab my ankle but before it could pull me down it was cut off.
A scream of pain resounded and its awfully loud scream made it discernible amongst the others as I could notice a gush of blood splurting from it but from the part where I cut off another arm grew as if it wasn't cut off in the first place but the arm that I cut remained in the ground but it was quickly trampled by the other masses of flesh.
I laughed. How can I not? The other things seemed to react the moment I cut that arm as if I really harmed a normal person. But do these things only amount to this? Yes, they do.
If a mage were to chose to cast a spell and decided to remain in the sky then this creatures would climb each other creating a tower of flesh and endlessly pursue the mage in this limited space.
If a warrior were to cut to little pieces a thing then they would just regenerate and heal up in seconds but their screeching would be similar to one that was heavily tortured beyond recognition.
...As to how I know that, well, hehe, from experience, from my own experience.
"Let's..."
Arms below me were suddenly cut off, some things were entirely cut in half several times reducing them in pieces of meat, bones and organs making them screech, some were set ablaze with their skin being furiously burning and being eaten by flames but their flesh continued to heal making them continue to burn and causing them to a perpetual pain.
This wasn't anything new that the survivors attempted to do but the difference between them and me is that they were met with these masses of flesh running towards them and immediately tearing them up making them understand that it wasn't a method to deal with them but my purpose here is not to end them but to dance a little bit.
"...have fun!"
Let me enjoy personally the wickedness that was unleashed here, a wickedness that had already enveloped Intris and a wickedness that needs to be defeated
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