"Damn it, why there are so many of them?" cried Yi Fang who was already holding twin machetes in each hand attacking the ugly-faced mole with huge fangs that were full of blood and disgusting, and it smelled like a typical rat carcass. His thin and light twin cleavers floated in the air and returned to his hands as he stomped his foot through the air jumping between the ugly creatures.
"Where did they come from?"
Ye Lu pulled the black chain, his body stood firm and solid in the middle between Xi Hu and Yi Fang throwing his black chain float far away. The heartbreaking moans of the giant rats as the black chains easily penetrated their bodies. A blackish-coloured blood liquid with a pungent odour dispersed into the air.
"Uh, they stink!" Xi Hu exclaimed.
General Po gave a signal to his chief guard, A Li, who was with him that day to head in another direction where many people were trying to save themselves.
