Nalira kept blocking attack after attack from the horde of dark creatures surrounding her. At first, she was still able to anticipate every attack coming her way, but as time went on, Nalira began to tire. Attacks kept coming from all directions, causing her to lose focus. Her concentration slipped for a split second. That single mistake proved enough.
'Slash!'
"Aaargh!"
Nalira staggered backward. Fresh blood slowly dripped, staining the ground. With all her strength, she swung her sword swiftly, slashing the creature to death. She killed it.
Unfortunately, the damage had already taken its toll.
Pain shot through her arm, and her movements grew slower with every passing second. The creatures noticed her weakness immediately and pressed their attack even harder.
'This is bad.' Nalira retreated step by step while clutching her injured arm. 'I need to find a way out of here. Fast.' Her breathing grew heavier. Dark silhouettes closed in from every side. 'But how?'
