The creatures inevitably got closer, and as they did, Erik felt his strength continuing to drain. Everybody else was in the same situation, which made their mood even worse and their concentration falter.
The last of the undead forces met their end in gruesome ways. Some were ripped limb from limb by razor-sharp claws, others were devoured whole by gaping maws, and the remaining ones crumbled into dust as the monsters' powers got unleashed.
Without that buffer represented by the undead, the three-headed beasts sped up toward Erik's army.
"Don't stop attacking!"
Another monster fell to the assault of starlight fireballs, then another—but it wasn't enough.