'Exa. Keep an eye on Bifrons for me.'
[Yes, my lord.]
Screams from an unimaginable number of sources echoed all at once. It was so chaotic my ears began to hear buzzing. The sounds of Ghouls, Zombies and Feral Vampires flinging themselves onto the Rank As.
Somehow unlike the other monsters every being on this floor knew that they had to either put down the Rank A Tunneling Worms or die to them. And like ugly as fuck spaghetti strands trying to be dolphins, the Rank As moved.
Each time they dived the flooring caved. Deep crevasses appeared while plunged the Vampire army to the pits of darkness. Problem was we were already in hell. Where would these fuckers go?
The Tunneling worms reminded me of wiggling maggots on a corpse. They feasted on the land itself. Nothing the other monsters or undead did mattered. Compared to the Rank A's they might as well be ticks on the ground.