Capítulo 33: NEKRITH LOCUSTS [1]
Enya stepped forward, her fiery spear blazing brightly in the dim light of the cave.
The massive locust screeched again, its mandibles clacking menacingly.
Enya's eyes narrowed, her grip on the spear tightening. She moved with fluid grace, her body poised for battle.
"Stay back," she commanded, glancing over her shoulder at the rest of the group.
"I'll handle this bitch."
The locust lunged, its mandibles snapping shut just inches from Enya's face.
She sidestepped smoothly, thrusting her spear into the creature's side.
The locust let out a pained screech, its legs flailing wildly. Enya pulled her spear back and struck again, each movement precise and controlled.
"You're tougher than you look," she muttered, dodging another attack.
The locust reared back, its wings buzzing angrily. Lyra used the opportunity to jab her spear into its underbelly, the flames scorching its exoskeleton.
As the battle raged on, the others watched in a mix of awe and tension.
Brutus clenched his fists, ready to jump in if needed.
Kael twirled his ice daggers, a confident smirk on his face.
Selene held her lightning spear at the ready, while Darius and Jorin exchanged nervous glances.
"She's incredible," Jorin whispered, his eyes wide.
"Keep your focus," Darius replied sternly.
"We need to be ready for anything."
The locust shrieked, lunging at Enya with renewed ferocity. She parried its attacks, her spear a blur of motion.
"Is that all you've got?" she taunted, landing another blow on its flank.
The locust staggered, its movements becoming sluggish. Enya seized the moment, leaping forward and driving her spear through its head.
The creature let out one final screech before collapsing to the ground, its legs twitching in death throes.
Enya wiped her brow, breathing heavily.
"That's one down," she said, turning to the others.
"Stay alert. There could be more."
As if on cue, the dead locust's wings began to buzz, emitting a high-pitched frequency.
'Wait that buzzing frequency...'
Ravan's eyes widened in realization.
"It's calling for backup!" he shouted.
"Cut off its wings, quick!"
The group covered their ears, the sound unbearable.
Enya acted swiftly, slicing through the locust's wings with her spear.
The buzzing stopped, but the damage was done. They could already hear the ominous hum of more locusts approaching.
"They're coming," Selene said, her voice tense.
"Get ready."
The group formed a defensive circle, their weapons at the ready.
The cave filled with the sound of buzzing wings as a horde of locusts descended upon them.
Ravan retreated to a high point, hiding behind a rock. He knew he had to stay out of the fight, but he could still help.
'I can only help from the sidelines...'
"Watch out for their mandibles!" he called out.
"They're the most dangerous part!"
The battle erupted into chaos. Enya led the charge, her spear a blazing beacon in the darkness. She moved with deadly precision, striking down locusts left and right.
Brutus used his brute strength to crush the creatures, his fists glowing with a faint, earthy light.
Kael darted around the battlefield, his ice daggers flashing in the dim light. He sliced through the locusts' legs, crippling them before delivering the final blow.
Selene wielded her lightning spear with deadly efficiency, the weapon crackling with energy as she electrocuted the attackers.
Darius and Jorin fought side by side, their fire and earth magic complementing each other.
Darius' fire sword burned through the locusts' exoskeletons, while Jorin used his staff to summon barriers of earth, protecting the group from the onslaught.
'They're monsters of their own, if they were to turn against me and deemed me useless to the group, I would have no chance, not even the slimmest,' Ravan thought a sweat rolling down his cheek.
Ravan watched from his vantage point, shouting instructions.
"Lyra, watch your left! Kael, go for the legs! Selene, use your spear to keep them at bay!"
The group heeded his advice, their coordinated efforts turning the tide of the battle.
Despite the overwhelming odds, they fought with determination and skill, each member playing their part to perfection.
The locusts swarmed around them, their numbers seemingly endless.
But the group's resolve did not waver. They fought with everything they had, their movements synchronized and precise.
Lyra's spear blazed through the darkness, a beacon of hope amid the chaos.
"Keep it up!" she shouted, her voice carrying above the din.
Ravan continued to guide them from his perch, his mind racing with strategies.
"Brutus, cover Jorin! Darius, support Lyra!"
As the battle raged on, Ravan couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. Despite his lack of mana, he was contributing to the group's efforts. His wits and strategic mind were just as valuable as any magical ability.
The locusts' numbers began to dwindle, their attacks growing more desperate.
The group pressed their advantage, pushing back the horde with relentless determination.
One by one, the locusts fell, their bodies littering the cave floor.
Finally, the last of the locusts collapsed, its wings twitching in its death throes. The cave fell silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the exhausted fighters.
Ravan climbed down from his perch, joining the group as they surveyed the aftermath.
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