"Halphar, are you idiots not done yet?!" roared an enraged Ae'shkar, who was bleeding quite heavily.
The skirmish in the corner paused as everyone turned to look.
The hearts of the Veshari Bladeborns sank, horrified to see that only the two SS-rankers and three A-rankers remained.
The others had already been killed by the mythical swordspawn.
Ahfa and Akri felt their blood run cold, realizing that they, too, would have probably lost a life had they been assigned to fight the unholy-looking spawn.
They shuddered as they heard the spine-chilling lyrics of its song:
"Little grays, tremble and sway~ So I may mark your souls and reap them one day~ MEGHEKHEKHEK!"
The way the last part was unsettlingly rasped out, followed by a cackle that seemed to have come straight out of a nightmare, planted a seed of fear in their hearts.
What did this Swordspawn mean?!
The relatively dumber ones didn't overthink, believing the worst thing that could happen is them losing one life.
