Even the skeletons were having trouble getting through the silk-slime goo mixture - though they were still better off than the leeches.
Jay and Anya had more time to fire some spells and bolts now, and killed some at the front of the pack.
Whenever the leeches got closer, they simply ran until they passed another dead leech, turning its corpse into another sticky slow-trap.
After sharing some of the silk, Anya was launching bolts with silk wrapped around them, turning the leeches into slow-traps as they died, betraying their own kin.
Jay was down to his last unstable tooth, so he saved it.
Out of the thirty-five leeches chasing them, only ten remained. Jay knew he could fight them, though he would have to suffer a few bites.
The skeletons were bringing up the rear, culling them from behind while Anya fired bolts from the front.