The Realm of Ice Elves (18)

Three more surged toward him, but Orion wasn't caught off guard. He ducked low, pivoting on his back foot, and whipped his sword around in a wide arc, cutting through their legs and sending them toppling. As they screeched, he followed up with a brutal knee strike to the head of one, caving in its skull.

More creatures poured from the hive, and Orion knew they had to control the choke points before the swarm became uncontrollable.

"Form up! Don't let them split us apart!" he commanded, using his Battlefield Mastery to guide his team's movements.

Findir vanished into the chaos, his Wind Manipulation carrying him through the battlefield like a whisper. He leapt off a jagged ice spire, using the height advantage to rain down a pair of Void-Coated Daggers. The blades struck true, embedding into the backs of two hive sentries, their bodies disintegrating into shadowed frost.