The first wave came like a crashing tide.
Monsters surged from the tree line, their forms twisted and glistening, mouths full of too many teeth, limbs formed of bone and steel. Shinji's command had been simple, yet final.
Kill them.
And the things had obeyed.
Sarissa didn't wait. Fire ignited under her soles as [Cheshire's Gleam] flashed in her hand, meeting the first creature head-on, and slicing through a blade-legged thing that shrieked with a sound like tearing metal.
