Two day walkers
Meanwhile, the female Night Crawler was a whirlwind of destruction. She leapt from witch to witch, her claws leaving deep, ragged gashes in their wake. One unfortunate soul found himself impaled on her arm, his screams gurgling into silence as she ripped out his spine, using it as a makeshift whip against his comrades.
George, now fully recovered, grabbed a witch by the torso, his claws digging deep into soft flesh. With a roar, he charged, using the witch as a battering ram to smash through another wall. Bricks and mortar exploded outward, along with a spray of blood and viscera.
Pinning the witch against the rubble, George unleashed a flurry of punches. His fists met an invisible barrier, the witch's last-ditch defense. Undeterred, George snarled and brought both hands to bear, pummeling the barrier with inhuman strength. The air crackled with energy as the magical shield began to fracture under the relentless assault.