Lost battle

The ones fighting in the front line had no time to think about the back up that didn't come. They were too preoccupied, fighting that losing battle, somewhere in their mind the fact was set, that they would not leave that hell hole alive, they would all perish and die.

Because the more they killed the more they helped the undead breed. Every limb they severed became an addition to their ranks and numbers, with independent thinking.

The ones carrying the unconscious Ruby and Xie were not doing fine, as well.

Their ships were being dragged down by the myriad creatures from the netherworld that creeped into the ocean.

They kept shooting their arrows laced with their spirit energy and spells but it was useless.

The ship was going to sink any moment because of the pilling weight that was building under water, trying to anchor them.

" What do we do? We cannot move at this rate. The prince and the princess will drown along with the ship if we don't do anything about it. "

One Wolf obser