Path of Dragons - A LitRPG Apocalypse (BOOK TWO STUBBING AUGUST 15)

Sadie ducked beneath a horizontal club strike, then kicked out, crumpling the yeti’s leg at the knee. It howled in pain, collapsing sideways and directly into the path of her oncoming blade. The silvery metal of its armor – now dented and scratched – screeched as the Sword of the Morning bit into it, cutting through flesh and erupting in a spurt of pale blood.

But the monster did not die.

Despite Sadie’s exceptional Strength – it was the secondary focus of her class, after all – she found cutting into the yetis similar to hacking at a block of wood. It was possible to cut through, but only with great effort and proper technique. After drilling with the sword every day for the past five years – and learning jianshu as a child – she had the second part covered.

And spending effort had never been a question for her.

She turned her latest attack into a shoulder tackle that sent the off-balance monster tumbling down the slope of their pyramid of gathered dirt. It hit one of its fellows, creating a domino effect that took another two temporarily out of the fight. But Sadie couldn’t afford to watch them fall. Instead, the whole of her attention was occupied by the horde of yetis howling for her – and her charges’ – blood.

It wasn’t like the fight against the wraiths. There was no convenient funnel to minimize the yetis’ advantage in numbers. Having the high ground helped, but with the monsters’ superior intelligence – to the wraiths, at least – the groups’ previous tactics simply would not work. If they created a funnel, the yetis would simply go around or over. The wraiths, bestial as they were, hadn’t been capable of even that level of adjustment.

So, different enemies required different tactics, but no matter how they’d adapted their plans, Sadie knew that the yetis were a different level of threat altogether. Making that clear was that her companions – specifically Dat – had been forced to step up to the front lines and protect the others. He was a capable melee fighter, having spent some time training in vovinam before being sent to boarding school as a child, but he only had a couple of appropriate skills to back him up.

Seeing that her friend was on the verge of being overwhelmed, Sadie used Consecrated Shield.