Sure enough, common Lost weren't going to withstand much against Bridget's giant blade. Delmina would have a harder time hitting the shield soldiers however, as they were using the thralls as meat shields to take the shots aimed for them. Slowly they would push forward as the thralls mindlessly charged forward until one of the soldiers suddenly leapt out, his shield poised to intercept Bridget's blade. Unlike the thralls who only new how to attack the soldiers still had some level of finesse and skill, and were thus able to [i]parry[/i] one of Bridget's swings as she tore through the Lost horde. Tossing her blade aside and killing the momentum of her swing, the lone soldier raised his blade up an unleashed a flurry of blows directly against Bridget, signaling the other two soldiers to charge and take advantage of the sudden shift in momentum. What was already a steady stream became a violent burst of Lost trying to put everything into this single push.

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A deafening roar would echo out as the thralls and soldiers continued to enter the room, however their numbers were noticeably starting to deplete. But that would simply mean that something big was coming. And bursting into the room, were not one but [i]two[/i] large lost. A purple spiked lost armed with a large corrupted bayonet rifle, and charging at Ambrosia was a red horned lost wielding a corrupt zweihandler. Both creatures seem to recognize Ambrosio as the larger threat, with the Spike Lost shooting powerful ichor blasts at Ambrosio while the Horn Lost would try and flank, making sure that you could not block both the Horn Lost's sword and the Ichor blast at the same time. Meanwhile the two boys were cleaning up the few Lost that were getting closer to them, but at the moment they were still doing their best to keep the small fry off themselves and Ambrosio.