He faced the direction of his city and shouted a word of power that made the air vibrate. The space in front of him warped and twisted, images flickered, and then solidified into hundreds of different monsters. The frozen monsters came alive as one, all turned towards Old Man, and rushed him.
The air was filled with growling and the roar of monsters. A churning wave of them lurched at Old Man, who turned to them, his shoulder jerking back in mild surprise.
Purple light hammered into the mass of monsters, and bones snapped like twigs. Crunching sounds filled the air, and blood of different colors splattered.
But the monsters didn't relent. They continued to throw themselves forward, uncaring that they were turned to bloody mashed meat the next second.
And yet, more and more of them were flicking into place. They crawled over each other, and the bigger monsters ripped others apart just to get to Old Man.
