The first new Mauler burst through the old barracks door in a spray of splintered wood, its shoulders knocking loose stone from the frame. Another shoved through behind it, jaws opening around a wet roar. From the collapsed storage house, a third crashed through a weakened section of wall and rolled over broken beams before rising.
A fourth dropped from a low roofline with a heavy impact that cracked the courtyard stones, bone growths along its back scraping the wall as it turned. More movement churned inside the den-like opening near the barracks, the dark interior shifting with bodies.
The fight escalated all at once.
