The wraiths didn't wait for the party to move.
They surged forward as one, becoming like a tide of jagged glass and light.
Dozens of glowing blue eyes flared within the swarm, and their screeches pierced the air.
"Form up!" Sebastian roared, spinning his giant axe in a defensive circle that split the first wave clean in two. "Watch your flanks!"
Wade didn't need the command. He was already charging forward. His boots cracked through the stones beneath his feet, Toothpick tight in his grip.
He knew what kind of wraiths these were now that the second ring had fallen. They were the reflective wraiths, capable of reflecting attacks.
The first reflective wraith came at him low, its body slim and glimmering, and its movements unnaturally fast. It lunged, claws extended.
Wade swung in a wide horizontal arc. The hammer side of Toothpick met the creature in the air.
The impact exploded through the clearing, scattering glass shards that glinted in the sunlight into the air.
