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Chapter 9 by DreamingSpace DreamingSpace

What do you do now, genius?

Attack them with your sword

You manifest a sword of darkness and cruel winter, and it fills you with the confidence to do something extremely foolish. You whistle at them, and their heads all snap towards you with identical black-smeared leers.

"Come on, you ninnies. Get up here and let me send you back where you belong." They swarm you in seconds, and you immediately realize how stupid this was as you start slashing and stabbing them. The effect is far less than it would be on a living opponent, and they frequently ignore the lacerations, despite leaking some black ichor from the wounds.

You know you fucked up when one of them bites your left hand so hard that you're certain he just broke half the bones in it. He got at least a couple, you can hear cracking and see a lot of blood. You bash that one in the face as hard as you can with the heavy basket hilt of your sword, but knocking him loose just gives the little one time to sink her teeth into your calf. While you're stabbing her in the back, another one jumps on you and begins digging their claws into your nipples.

You're pretty sure you might die here.

What's next?

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