Ahhhhhh!
A soul-rending scream tore from the lips of one of the Glorious Path Party members.
A stone spear burst through his chest from behind, its jagged tip exploding out of his sternum in a spray of blood.
The force lifted him off his feet for a heartbeat before gravity reclaimed him.
Blood gushed from his mouth as he choked, his eyes wide and trembling, filled with disbelief and unwillingness.
Behind him, a Level 12 Undead Stonewall Tribe warrior stepped forward.
Its massive frame loomed over the dying awakener.
Hollow eyes burned with cold soul fire as it seized the man by the shoulder and flung him aside like a discarded rag.
The corpse slammed into the ground with a wet thud, twitching once before going still.
The undead did not pause.
It marched forward, stone spear scraping against the ground, already locking onto its next target.
"DEFEND!" Sebastian screamed.
His voice cracked with raw terror.
