Swaying to the side of a hopeful blade, I let it swish past me harmlessly before my own blade sang out, the deadly symphony I had been creating continuing on as I sliced through their chest piece before opening a new gash across their face as I drew out yet another terrified and pained scream.
Leaving them to enjoy the embrace of a slower death, I continued forwards to reunite with our line, crossing the paths of a few different cultists that were all trying desperately to bring down at least one of the 'elites' that they had been shouting about ever since we got into melee range.
One of them attempted to mimic the sort of spell that Jahi had used earlier with their axes, leaving behind a lingering trail of mana that would damage me well after they had swung, while another bull rushed me with a gigantic sword pointed straight at my chest.
