One of the creatures whipped forward, its body extending like a lash toward a cluster of servants. They screamed, scrambling backward. Another launched itself at the children's corner where Yuyan was shielding little Chen Xiao, her arms wrapped protectively around the terrified boy.
Shuyin thrust her hand forward, calling on reserves she didn't have. Silver light flickered weakly from her palm, barely enough to create a barrier that deflected the creature. It shrieked in frustration and coiled back, but two more were already moving to flank.
"Shuyin, we're surrounded!" Lu Yuze smashed his candlestick into a creature that got too close, but his breathing was already labored. The earlier gas exposure was affecting him; his movements were slower and less precise.
She could see it clearly now: they were being overwhelmed. The creatures' pack tactics were too coordinated, their numbers too great. Every second they stayed here was another second closer to death.
Shuyin made a decision.
