The clash at the intersection intensified.
Steel met stone.
Blades struck hardened flesh.
The loud sounds of the battle and impacts echoed repeatedly as the Shadow Blades moved in coordinated bursts, striking from different angles while the Bulwark demons held their ground like immovable walls.
At the center of the Shadowgrave group stood the Veilmaster, and his voice cut clearly through the noise of the battle.
"Don't engage head-on."
"Rotate to the left. Create space."
Two Shadow Blades immediately disengaged, slipping back just as a Bulwark's heavy strike crashed into the ground where they had been.
"Third unit, pressure the flank. Don't overcommit."
The Veilmaster's orders were sharp and precise, and every movement of the Shadow Blades were also as sharp and precise.
These were not initiates but shadow blades.
For a member of the clan to successfully become a shadow blade, they must embody what it means to be an assassin.
