The battle raged on, the desert air filled with the sounds of clashing steel, the screeches of scorpions, and the occasional cry of pain from the team. Kain fought with everything he had, his muscles burned as his spear cut down scorpion after scorpion for what was likely hours by now. His arms felt like lead, and his vision blurred with exhaustion, but he couldn't afford to stop.
But the scorpions were relentless. For every one they killed, especially the seemingly endless low-level ones, two more seemed to take its place. The larger scorpions, were particularly dangerous. Their pincers snapped with enough force to crush a fully grown man in half instantly, and their venomous tails struck with deadly precision.
The team did their best to avoid engaging them while focusing on the smaller threats, but it was only a matter of time before one of the larger scorpions caused serious damage to their ranks.
