The sword swept towards me as the almost jackal-looking blue zombie warrior cut towards my face. I ducked, dropping my mana pistol and letting it shimmer back to its holster. My weapon appeared in my hand and changed to a short sword.
I swiped it upwards, the blade easily cutting through the wrists of the zombie, and I stepped forward, stabbing up beneath its chin into its head. It dropped like a puppet with its strings cut.
I turned, bringing my shield up to deflect a spear thrust, before dropping it as the more human-looking zombie pulled it back for another thrust. I took aim with my left mana pistol and blasted its head off its blue shoulders.
Everything was a bit of a blur. Yelling, fighting, dodging, and blocking. One after the other.
Shakor stepped forward next to me, shield-slamming a zombie straight off its feet as he brought his axe up in an under hand swing with his weapon hand, splitting another's head in two.
Did I have enough mana?
For something this small, yes. I dropped my blaster, letting it shimmer back to its holster before I tagged Shakors chestplate with my left hand, slapping a quick and dirty enchantment on it. I didn't have enough to give it both power and longevity, so I did something that'd last a couple of hours and gave it as much juice as I could spare.
Shakor stepped forward and slammed another zombie with his shield. This time it didn't just get knocked off its feet.
This time it went airborne, flying straight over its companions and smacking hard into a tall stone building, three stories up.
Shakor linked in surprise and looked at his shield arm. He tried bouncing his axe in his hand before glancing at me.
I gave him a nod, "Enchantment. Chestplate. Two, three hours at best."
The guard commander snorted and nodded firmly before wading back into the fight with a roar of challenge, this time with blue zombies flying away from him on each hit, his axe outright cutting them straight in half, no matter if they tried to block or not.
That gave me a bit of breathing room and I dropped my weapon, letting it shimmer back to its place in my belt as a dagger, as I pulled out a pair of fresh mana blasters.
I took shots where I could without risking hitting anyone else, but otherwise tried to stay out of any direct fighting.
The Izzet girl stepped up next to me, her right hand encased in some sort of gauntlet that seemed to ripple with electric energy, "What are these things!?"
"How the fuck would I know?" I asked, and shot one in the head as it charged towards us, dropping it.
They were undead though. Likely from around the Gatewatch. Which meant... Lilliana.
I knew not to trust the necromancer, nothing good ever comes from necromancy!
"Well, they aren't ours!"
I knew I should have made some explosives or something but that sort of thing is why I made the gauntlet! I never expected to have to do this after walking twice in two days without sleep, and also needing to use it twice!
Oh fuck, Sheila is never going to let me go anywhere alone ever again.
Growling to myself, I shot the next blue zombie thing in the head. Unluckily, it was replaced by three more that charged us with spears at the ready.
I shot two more before I dropped my blasters, letting them return to their holsters as I readied my weapon to deflect the spear. I needn't have bothered.
Aishia stepped forward, raised her gauntlet, and flicked her wrist in a complicated motion, causing an energy web of electricity to shoot forward, wrap around the zombie, and burn it to smoking blue and black bits.
I looked at her, "Fancy."
She looked slightly smug, "I like it."
Pulling out one blaster while keeping my weapon ready in my right hand, I glanced at her again, "Any civilians left?"
She looked back, "Most are gone, but I don't thi-Look out!"
I turned, raised my blaster and fired, before sidestepping quickly as the blue humanoid, now missing a wing, flashed past me, hitting the ground behind us with the sound of snapping bones.
I looked at it before glancing towards the sky, "They fly now. Well, isn't that fucking swell. We can't stay here, if more flyers appear or if they manage to circle around us, we'll be trapped. Your laboratory, is it fortified?"
Aishia frowned but then quickly nodded, "They all are. It's closer than the local Boros headquarters anyway."
I nodded and then turned and cast a small illusion next to the large minotaur's head, "Shakor, I suggest we pull back to the Izzet compound, it is a more defensible position. They have fliers."
Shakor split a sword armed zombie in half with a massive swing of his axe, using the momentum to flatten another with his shield, "No need! We've got this!"
"What we have, is more incoming," I said to him, peering into the smoke with my goggles, "I see at least one more group coming down the street towards us, possibly more. And no way of knowing if they are encircling us. We need to move now, before we can't."
Shakor snarled, battering a zombie warrior off its feet before he finally nodded and looked towards the fighting formation of his soldiers that were holding the other side of the white thoroughfare, "Soldiers, to the Izzet compound. Fighting retreat!"
They responded with smooth discipline,quickly backing away while still fighting the zombies that got close enough to attack. I didn't do that, I turned and motioned to Aishia, "Come on, we need to get there first."
"Who are you anyway!? Who put you in charge!?"
"I told you, I'm-" I dodged the zombie warrior angel that swept down on me, naked other than the blue shining material making up its flesh and feathers, covered with glowing yellow symbols, her eyes glowing a bright purple. Its glaive shattered the stone where I had just been standing, just barely missing, and it whirled towards me, wings spreading. Dropping my blaster, I blocked the next blow with my magical vambrace shield before shifting my weapon into a heavy warhammer. I swung it low, charging it with energy and hitting the zombie angel in the shins. It dropped, its feet swept from beneath it and completely off its blue body. I continued the swing through a full circle and slammed the heavy head of the hammer straight through the undead's head, blasting most of its upper body into bone and mineral shrapnel, spraying it across the street. I let my weapon return to a dagger as I finished, "Atreus. And I did."
She stared at me and swallowed with a nod, "...Got it. Just making sure."
