The front lines were littered with fallen beasts, their bodies spread across the field in twisted heaps, but that victory felt short-lived.
The beasts that had been pushing forward in a relatively manageable group now seemed to multiply, surging towards them in a thick, lumbering mass. Dave looked up from his current opponent, only to see the sheer number of beasts that had arrived behind the first wave.
Before, they had been dealing with a few at a time, but now they were surrounded by six, some people even eight at once. The beasts had learned quickly, their instincts kicking in as they adjusted to the humans' tactics.
It didn't take long for them to close the gap, and Dave realized with a sinking feeling that they were no longer dealing with isolated attacks. They were now in the heart of the swarm, the tide of creatures pushing in from every direction.
