WITCHERS OF NIFELHEIM
As Rogue slashed at the parasites with his machete, the weapon unexpectedly went through them, without any resistance or damage. Its as if you took a swing at empty air, an empty air that used the opportunity to sink its teeth in your forearm, before Morgan swooped you off the street.
(Rogue suffered -2 HP damage, 28 HP remaining)
"Conventional weapons are useless against the parasites!" Lightning called, unfolding her wings "Only a Witcher's blade or magic will work!"
"BURN IN THE DEEPEST PITS OF HELL!" Viktoria barked, taking another long swing with her scythe, then shrieked and recoiled, as she felt Twilight appear in the middle of her attack arc. Her swing, initially meant to cut through 5 enemies at the same time, ended up only going through two of them and the scythe clumsily flying upward and almost smacking Viktoria in the face, as she tried to change the weapons trajectory away from Twilight.
As Twilight grabbed a firm hold of her daughter and took off the ground, the remaining three parasites jumped, sinking their teeth into your ankles.
(Twilight suffered -3 HP damage, 18 HP remaining)
(Viktoria suffered -3 HP damage, 48 HP remaining)
Releasing an infuriated shriek, Viki released a stream of searing fire that engulfed the parasites, sending them to the ground as piles of ash.
The chaos and noise of the battlefield still rang in your ears as you landed on top of the roof and it took you several seconds to get your bearings again, before you realized you weren't under attack anymore. Whatever parasites still remained, clawed at the walls, jumping and falling just short, before disappearing in the Shimmer.
The streets became filled with a uniform shriek, as several hundred parasites dissolved in the thin carper of green, that flooded the city. You could almost see their form fading into the Shimmer, turning to skeletons and disappearing in the glowing liquid.
As Ursula scooped up Adam and Kaylee lifted up Circi, the rest of the group began landing around you, on the same roof or the adjacent ones. Far in the distance, some 200 meters away, you could hear the veteran Witchers of Sleipnir, finally enter the city, following in your footsteps, making their way through the ruins and lagging behind.
"Tsk. Took them long enough." Lighting muttered, shifting her head away from them and toward the castle towers, at the city center.
"Move!" Bastila roared and with a running jump, launched herself onto the adjacent roof. Landing feet first, she began hopping rooftop to rooftop, even if her feet didn't make it all the way through, she simply ran up the wall and onto the roof again, as a teal glow surrounded the souls of her boots.
All the while, a uniform carpet of green flowed through the streets, between buildings, covering every inch of the ground.
You got a nasty feeling in the pit of your stomach, when you began to suspect that the buildings were slowly sinking into the Shimmer as well, but if it was so, they were sinking too slowly to notice.
And Bastila continued to jump through the rooftops, heading toward the city center. It was built on a hill, with much taller structures and towers, and the rising levels of Shimmer haven't quite reached it yet.
When that un-flooded district seemed about a kilometer away, you suddenly heard an unnerving female laugh, emanating from somewhere ahead. Bastila stopped in her tracks and summed her two handed blade. In the brief silence that followed, you only heard the Shimmer, bubbling below, flowing and dragging pieces of debris through the streets, before the same laugh echoed, but this time, directly behind you.
You don't sense anyone in a 150 radius around you however.