Finn watched as the bodies dropped one by one out of the ceiling. They fell and landed on the ground hard but they were quick to get up right after that. In all, they all numbered to about 20. And the moment more stopped dropping, they were on the move towards him.
Seeing them come at him, Finn drew out his dream sword. A condensed blue form of dream energy forged into a sharp sword. Finn held on tightly to this and jumped straight into the horde of attacking dream zombies.
The first thing he did was to slice the arm of the closest one to him. Then he proceeded to kick that one in the chest sending it tumbling backwards and ultimately causing a chain reaction where the others fell back too.
From behind another one jumped on him but with his free hand, he dug his sharp claw into the shoulders of that one and flung it over his head. When that one landed right in front of him, he raised his leg and began to stomp hard on its head with each impact causing a part to be disfigured.
