Klaus didn't pull the blade out.
With his left hand firmly gripping her hip, he violently yanked her torso back, kicking his right boot into the side of the pinned beast's corpse, using the dead monster as leverage to pivot her around.
Tasha gasped as her body was spun smoothly across the ice.
The momentum carried the broadsword out of the dead beast, swinging around in a sweeping low arc that caught the final Frost-Stalker right across its hind legs.
SQUELCH!
The final monster let out an agonized high-pitched shriek as its legs were severed.
It tumbled helplessly across the snowpack, sliding to a halt at Mirela's boots, where the demi-human maid casually raised her moon-crystal staff and smashed its head in with a single heavy pulse of purple Moon Magic.
PAH!
Silence returned to the valley. The wind whistled softly through the high cliffs, carrying away the last traces of dark blood mist.
The fight was over.
