Let loose the purple aura once more, as the men and women became mixed in confusion. Arms grew out of the ground, from their dead friends and family, taking a old of the soldiers and civilians. From all sides, the fallen ninjas emerged, blocking all rotes of escape.
"They are doomed."
You're born, you take s-. You get out in the world, you take more s-. You climb a little higher, you take less s-. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what s- even looks like.
"Ready!" All of Irodaunask Raised their bows to the correct degrees "Aim" They lit their arrow a flame using simple magic and each took a distinct target. "FIRE!!!" Over 100 arrows in a flame launched into the sky and before they touched ground the phantom's already began a second volley. The unrestless however burning continued to charge in a burning rampage. A horrific site to behold, The men of the clan took a step forward and pulled out their blades, a Scimitar. The Battle Began as phantoms hacked and slashed and the women and children fired arrows at the oncoming hordes.
Kaleb laughed manallically above on top of the hill. The Unrestless would not stop coming, they surrounded the village.
Valadek knocked two zombies over with a swing of his blade and saw this chaotic man atop of the hill. In the Blink of an eye he pulled out his bow and took aim