Chapter 78.5- Doom Days

So like I was saying: four breeds. The first, the half bats. They all had wings, but the presentation of their bat features differed beyond that. Some had fully human bodies with bat heads, others had bat limbs but human sized, and there was even one who looked especially vicious that was a bat in every respect but the single human head. The head of a human child at that. That one would die no matter what, I decided. And beyond the bats, there were the half snakes. They were basically all the same. Human upper bodies with snake tails. The only difference being that some were much larger than the others.

The two other breeds were two sides of the same coin, I felt. One had clearly been an attempt to create Centuars, but with Abraxans for some reason. They were not pretty. I had never thought of centaurs as pretty, but looking at these ones made me rethink that. And the fourth—

I left describing them for later as one of the snake men sprung at me, seeming having gotten used to both the light and the savage disposal of his fellows. I was surrounded by them in what was clearly a narrow hallway. That meant I had to be…efficient. I took hold of his body with my magic, warping it and crushing him with nothing but an application of magic before I banished him back whence he came. Creatures like this only feared one thing: the end of their existences. They were too far gone to fear or care about anything else other than the base primal instinct to keep living. To continue existing no matter what that required.

The bat with the child’s head was next. That was good. I wouldn’t have wanted to have to hunt it down. I split it in twain straight down the middle, letting both halves fall past me. And then as the rest of the creatures sprung at me seemingly as one, I breathed and my element bloomed into existence. Not fiendfyre, these ones did not deserve that, but fire as hot as I could make it surrounded me in a circle. A circle that I explanded further and further.

Any one of them foolish enough to try to assault me died in the first before making it past. At least that was the case until one of the manbats managed to fly through a gap in the flames. I clipped it with a blasting curse, thanking the heavens for quick reflexes, and had to bring those reflexes to bear over and over again as more and more began to find their way through. The creatures were trying to smother the flames with their bodies.

“What the fuck?” I asked myself as I watched them run into the fire one after another with no hesitation.