The battle did not slow down, not even for a single breath, it only grew worse with every passing moment as the swarm of those ugly mermaid-like creatures kept pouring out from every direction like an endless tide that refused to stop.
The beautiful glowing forest that once looked calm and dreamlike had now completely turned into a slaughter field filled with broken bodies, splattered blue blood, and torn limbs scattered across the ground like discarded scraps.
The air was thick with the smell of iron mixed with something strange and salty, and every movement stirred up droplets of glowing liquid that clung to armor, skin, and weapons alike, making everything look wet and chaotic.
The sound of battle echoed everywhere, the sharp clash of weapons, the wet tearing of flesh, the dull thuds of bodies hitting the ground, and the constant shrill cries of those creatures as they rushed forward without fear, as if they did not care about death at all.
