The damphirs snarled, their crimson-veined eyes glowing with malice.
"Grraaahh... isfijjjjfso!" one of them hissed in a guttural, inhuman tongue before unleashing a volley of jagged bone shards from its fingertips.
Zara reacted instantly. With a flick of her wrist, her crimson blade flashed into existence. She slashed through the flying projectiles with precise, fluid motion, the air humming with the force of her swing.
Beside her, Lilith stepped forward, her long legs gliding across the rocky ground. With practiced grace, she spun her silver spear, the blade singing as it cleaved through two attackers in a single arc. Their heads rolled across the cave floor before their bodies crumpled to the ground.
Silence fell.
The last echoes of battle faded into the shadows.
Lilith lowered her weapon and glanced at Zara, wiping a streak of blood from her cheek with the back of her hand.
Her brows furrowed.
