A small square formation snapped into shape at once. Their boots struck the ground in rapid succession, the sound dense and rhythmic like pounding drums. The guards—iron helms on their heads, plate armor covering their bodies—gripped their weapons so tightly that strained palms scraped against metal, producing sharp creaks of friction. In the blink of an eye, the two sides collided head-on.
"Thrust!"
The sound of steel tearing into flesh erupted all at once. The seemingly unstoppable corrupted corpse was struck the instant it made contact—two halberds stabbed into its arms from different angles, staggering it violently. Before it could recover, another halberd twisted straight into its abdomen. The corrupted corpse shrieked and collapsed to the ground.
