The Little Dark Ones

'It has percentages as health.' Ambrose thought. 'That's new. Well, I guess not new, as that dragon from Wild Card also apparently had one.'

"Archers!" Gxel shouted and raised his sword toward the ceiling.

The archers pulled back their bows and aimed towards Keiran, who slowly stood up with a shield and longsword in hand.

Gxel sweated, and then he raised his sword and shouted. "Fireeeee!"

Swoosh!

Several arrows whizzed through the air and rained down on Keiran.

Keiran placed his shield over his head and blocked all the arrows that shattered as soon as they hit the shield.

"Humans, rejoice…" Keiran's otherworldly voice left his mouth, and then he moved his shield to the side and swung the longsword to the ground. "Your death has arrived."

As soon as his sword cut into the ground, the platform started cracking, and a large crevice appeared out of nowhere, which was approaching the party at an alarming speed.