The chaos in the clearing intensified, with the Swarmers swarming like a black, viscous river of writhing horror.
Lian and Rick continued to decimate them, Lian's body dancing in specific shapes, shattering monsters into a thousand gory fragments, while Rick's shadowy jaws devoured entire groups with a sadistic grin.
"More, come on!" Rick shouted, mana boiling in his veins, but his breath grew labored, his chest heaving with exhaustion.
His body was too weak to sustain such firepower.
The stronger students, inspired, held the line, but the Swarmers did not relent.
Rebecca, with her green-glowing sword, sliced with surgical precision, creating wind blades that tore through rows of monsters, their severed limbs twitching in the dirt.
"Do not yield!" she shouted to her team, who used their artifacts to kill as many enemies as possible and rack up points.
