Blood and Rain
A direct, mindless charge would only result in the entire horde being systematically turned to gravel.
Through the raw, bleeding conduit of Malakai’s stolen Sovereign blood, the leader issued a silent, heavy blood command that rippled back through the remaining hundreds of entities waiting in the sea fog.
Fall back.
The command was absolute. The ascending waves of monsters instantly froze their forward momentum. They didn't scream; they didn't protest. With a synchronized, terrifyingly quiet precision, the blood-born detached their claws from the granite and melted backward into the deep, rolling shadows of the pine forests and the coastal ravines.
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