They feel no pain, no fear of death, they don't even operate within the concept of "death".
Like the walking dead, yet more ruthless, faster, stronger than corpses.
The real horror isn't that they've lost consciousness.
It's that they retain the combat instincts of warriors, completely unfettered by "death".
Though the Insect Warriors are unnaturally powerful, the three Mages are no novices, having earned the title of Silver-faced Mage, they are the elite among mages.
Numerous missions of life and death have engraved experience, skill, and reflexes into their flesh and blood.
Even facing this horde of monsters, they remain steady, advancing cautiously.
Modi charges in recklessly, drawing the frontal attack, his heavy blade fists continually smashing the enemy's bodies;
Lei Xi'er controls fire with precision, exploding every three seconds, never wasting a trace of Magic Power;
Flavia calmly chants, continuously adding shields and speed boosts for the other two.
