144 Unyielding (Part 2)

BANG!

Faster than a lightning bolt, the three-legged crow dropped on the Blood Matron Puppet, baring its elongated talons while its legions of cohorts became obsidian flashes of light as they stabbed at Harun's group. Great crevasses split the makeshift battlefield into several zones, a cacophony of cracking bones reverberated from within the gulfs, and to Mukri's deepest dismay, legions of skeletal knights road tidal waves of darkness as they climbed the gulfs to join the battle dance. Cackling laughs of bitter resentment grated the Birusk camp's ears, but undeterred, Harun joined his hands in a prayer sign.