The turrets of light continued to batter the undead armies. They were devastated by it, bodies blown apart and scattered across the battlefield, but their unique nature made them a relentless foe.
Even as the burning light tore through their ranks, they simply picked themselves up.
The ones that could grab their own severed limbs grabbed them and pushed forward. Even when a head was burnt clean off the neck, the body stubbornly pressed on.
However, Raven's entry into the battle shattered the composed formation of the undead army. Everything was wrenched apart the moment she landed.
Raven flowed along the battlefield, and everywhere she moved a blinding flash erupted that exploded not just one or two but dozens of undead soldiers into smithereens.
Their bodies were torn apart into shards so small they were difficult to pick back up without spending time on the ground, like trying to gather a handful of scattered coins.
