The group adjusted their strategy.
The knights aimed their strikes at the undead soldiers' chests.
Their weapons smashing through the black, pulsating smoky substance embedded within.
The effect was immediate—without their hearts, the undead soldiers crumbled to dust, unable to rise again.
Draven took the lead.
His strikes becoming even more precise.
His blade found its mark with unerring accuracy, shattering the ribcages with each swing.
Roselyn supported him from a distance.
Using her alchemical concoctions to weaken the soldiers and expose their vulnerable chests.
She even managed to hit a few hearts directly with her energy device.
Her aim improving with each shot.
Ariana continued to command the elemental spirits, using their powers to create openings for the others.
A spirit of earth formed jagged spikes that impaled the undead soldiers, holding them in place for the knights to finish off.
