The undead began to close in, and the mercenaries started to descend into chaos. Since they were not a team to begin with, they now began to gather in small squads.
However, there were still some who never really followed orders, and now they began to lose their minds in the commotion.
Some charged out, fighting the undead head-on, while others turned their attacks on the guards in the rear, hoping to drag someone down with them in their dying moments. Unfortunately, the well-trained and fully equipped guards were not an easy match for them.
After a few people died, the rest were deterred from charging forward.
Each fighting for themselves, they scattered, a rabble coming together in disarray.
It didn't take long before screams pierced the air from the front where those who had tried to flee had met their demise at the hands of the undead. There were even more powerful undead lurking in the rear.
