Chapter 442

The air crackled with the hum of demonic energy. The ground swarming with wriggling maggots. Khao'khen knew that if the situation continues, he would lose many of his warriors. He had to find a way to deal with the Infested Ones or else everything that they have achieved would bee negated.

"Fall back," he commanded, his words sharp as obsidian shards. "We will regroup outside the inner walls."

His words, though calm, were a weight of granite upon the hearts of his warriors. They had come to this city with fire in their hearts and a thirst for glory, but the enemy that they were currently up against, was something they had no idea how to deal with, at the moment.

"But chieftain," a warrior, his face streaked with grime and blood, spoke, his voice clear and loud. "They offer a great fight."