It did no good for them to fly as fast as possible - because whatever those things were - they had fast-twitch muscles that caused them to jerk and maneuver easily around trees, as well as up them.
"Don't let them bite you - they'll cause an infection! They're not to be taken lightly." Zephyra shouted as she dodged the body of a white, tattered ghoul whose body had been re-stitched together recently, based on the shiny metal that connected the neck to a different colored torso.
They smelled really badly, too. Like death rolled in excrement. Azier especially got a good whiff when they jumped from the branches and tried to swipe them out of the sky.
Now he understood why they feared these things so much. They were fast, strong, and looked as though they were easily trained based on how well they had taken orders.
The only hope they possibly had was to make it back to the coastline and hope the creatures would give up the chase.
