The Ravagers adapted.
Two phantoms flanked T'zarek from opposite sides, attacking in perfect sync.
He tried to dodge, but their claws still grazed his shoulder and thigh.
Blood sprayed.
He growled, twisted, and slammed his elbow into one phantom's jaw, knocking it off balance.
Before it could recover, he kicked it into the path of the second phantom, and both tumbled to the ground.
A Brute charged from behind.
T'zarek rolled sideways and dragged a dagger through the Brute's leg as he moved.
The beast stumbled, but not enough.
Its fist came down like a hammer.
T'zarek raised his arm in time, but the impact still sent him skidding across the cavern floor.
Vek'tal roared when he saw his comrade get hit.
He charged through the crowd, shoulder-checking a Ravager so hard its torso twisted in midair.
Another leapt onto his back, but he reached up, ripped it off, and hurled it into the wall hard enough to leave a crater.
He reached T'zarek just in time to block another blow.
