The harpies contorted their faces in pain, twisting in the air. It was hard to tell whether they were in agony or simply terrified. Even their crow-like screeching had changed. What once sounded like laughter now resembled screams. Some of them even lost control of their wings, plummeting to the ground.
"Kieeee!"
Thud
"They fell!"
The harpy that crashed into the ground twisted in pain, clearly injured, though not fatally. The moment the pioneers saw the wounded harpy, a spark lit in their eyes.
"These damn creatures! How dare they...!" one shouted.
"Kill them all!" another cried.
The pioneers charged forward, swinging their weapons to make up for their earlier panic. The fallen harpy, overwhelmed by a rain of blows, was quickly slain. The mages, who had finally regained their composure, also unleashed a flurry of spells.
"Energy Bolt!"
"Magic Missile!"
Boom, boom!
"Kyaaa!"
