Puchi!
I had no idea how much time had passed. minutes, hours, maybe longer. It all blurred together as I kept stabbing the mummified things that swarmed me.
Each time the knife sank into one of their brittle skulls, they crumpled like dried paper, collapsing without a sound. But no matter how many I brought down, more kept crawling out of the dark, their hollow eyes locked onto me.
If not for the Dreamwalker holding most of them in place, I wouldn't have been able to make it.
But at the same time...
Puchi!
I noticed that it was starting to get easier and easier for me to kill the mummies.
The resistance that had appeared in the first few kills started to fade, and the knife started to sharpen. Each stab required less force, and the more I stabbed, the faster I became.
Puchi! Puchi!
