Fight or Flight

The second and third waves of insectoids poured forth, their numbers multiplying rapidly. The forest was alive with the clatter of chitin and the eerie, resonant growls of the monstrous creatures. 

Ethan's heart pounded as he calculated their chances. This was escalating far faster than he had anticipated.

Grug, already reinvigorated from Lia's healing, stepped forward, slamming his club into the ground as if to challenge the approaching swarm. Snarl growled low in his throat, his jagged blade at the ready.

The chaotic scene in the forest was like a living nightmare, yet Ethan couldn't ignore one small comfort—the insectoids, while grotesque and terrifying in appearance, seemed to fall quickly to the adventurers' concerted efforts.