The awakened soldiers' cries mixed with the relentless roar of the creatures that assailed them without respite. Despite their superior power, these beings with supernatural strength could feel exhaustion seeping into their limbs.
The waves of enemies seemed endless, emerging from the forest's darkness, fiercer with each attack.
Swords clashed, bows were drawn, and the crackle of magical shields filled the air, but nothing seemed to slow the monsters' advance.
The awakened soldiers, who had always fought with a sense of invincibility, were now backed into a corner, forced to draw upon their last reserves.
From his position, Seth was also fighting. He wasn't as powerful as the others, but he refused to give in to fear. His sword, though devoid of magic, found its way through the flesh of smaller creatures, and he managed to repel some attackers.
