"Hold the line!" she screamed, but her soldiers were already breaking. The Reapers didn't just kill; they tore, their movements fueled by an ancient, twisted sorcery.
The beast shrieked, a sound that vibrated in Jael's very marrow. But as it fell, he saw it: a treasonous knife, held by one of Larika’s own guards, rising toward the Princess-General’s back while she was occupied with a monster. AlisterHodge EmpireOfBloodAndSand PSFF Com epub
Jael moved through the chaos like a shadow. He didn't use a shield. He used his instinct. As a Reaper lunged, its mandibles dripping with caustic bile, Jael stepped inside its guard. He drove a bone-handled knife—a relic of his people—into the soft joint beneath its primary lung. "Hold the line