The tip of the flying sword hit it with a loud clang, sending reverberations through out the cave.
More annoyed than amused, Nexus recalled the sword back, and sent it again at the group of hunters holding out their hands in triangles.
Clang!!!
Bright golden sparks erupted violently from the impact. Streaks of bright white lights, flashed inside the translucent dome. Like human pillars, the hunters remained stoic. Their faces were twisted into hardened masks.
"That's right!" Paul chirped energetically from behind the human shield; "Stay strong boys! Stay strong! That sword can't hurt us in here!"
Nexus did not let up.
His flying sword continued its blind rage- knocking against the shield in loud resounding clanging sounds. Showers of golden sparks flowed freely from every violent contact. The hunters held their own like statues of sentinels- making it look like they were unfazed.
