"Kill them all," Malakai commanded with a cold, wave of his hand.
The fresh wave of dark casters and heavy rogues surged down the cliffside like an avalanche, their war cries ringing out over the gorge. I didn't hesitate. "Form up!" I shouted, drawing my blade as Demetrius stepped right beside me, his aura flaring with lethal golden light.
The clash was instant and brutal. Steel screamed against steel as our tired vanguard fought like cornered beasts. Demetrius and I moved as one, a storm of blade and raw magic carving a path straight through the encroaching horde. Every step forward was paid for in blood; I parried a dark witch’s kinetic bolt, spun, and drove my sword through the chest of a rogue lunging for my flank. Beside me, Demetrius crushed an attacker's skull with a single blow b
