[center][h3][color=gold]It wasn't very effective...[/color][/h3][/center]
[right]Mention: [@Theyra][/right][hr][hr]
Their light had nary an effect on the flying beast. They frowned at it, almost pouting when it remained unfazed. The black-striped orange beast clung onto it with its claws and teeth, and the two spearmen felled the creature in the end. However, it had managed something strange before it was killed. A bright beam shot from its eye, blinding all in its wake. Yet, that wasn’t all. The force was so strong, it tore off chunks of earth, and pulled them towards it.

[color=gold]“Hey!”[/color] Futile, their hand extended towards it. A person had been right there, in the beam. Were they…dead now? Wide-eyed, their arm slowly dropped. Humans were such fragile creatures. Yet, even they, in all their past glory, had been unable to do a single thing of real consequences. Hadn’t been able to help, for there was no helping the natural cycle. Death came for all mortals, sooner or later. They had no memories, yet these impressions lingered, ingrained into their soul.

The bird was slain then, but it was too late for one person.

A death for a death. Maybe it was fair? They weren’t sure.

Even as one fell, more arose. As they had suspected, the corpses were being brought back to a false life. Their light had not worked on the bird, but perhaps the corpses were different?

There was only one way to find out.

Specks of light blinked into existence around them, not unlike a group of fireflies. By their thought alone, it gathered, and swarmed the nearest dead-walker. 

In case this did not work, they began to search for a weapon. [color=gold]“Mister – those swords! Mind using them? Or lend one to me?”[/color] They called out to the blind man. Maybe it was a principle of his not to draw a weapon…? If both magic and borrowing was futile, then in this instance, they [i]would[/i] take advice from the flame-headed man. Not to grab a spear, but there were still pieces of debris around.

One of the so-called Malachim took advantage of their distraction, and attempted to tackle them. With a, [color=gold]“Hwua-h?”[/color] they spun around, tripped it by pure chance, and sent an instinctive blast of light straight into its face. 

Did…it work?