Chapter 723

• Acelina yanked David up to his feet, and the group pushed on, pace changing from steady to brisk walk, and dragging limbs raised to kill every remnant that got in their way. They were still tired, still drained, but they had to keep going. No need to say it, each screaming remnant was like a beacon telling demons, hellbeasts, and the rider to come their way.
• The remnants climbed out of the not-graves, and they came by the dozens. Each tombstone was titanic, as if a beast bigger than any child of the Old Ones was buried beneath, but nothing large came out of the ground. Just remnants. Dozens. Hundreds. And every single one of them yelled and screamed before someone took them down. But even with nine demons slaughtering the damned as they sauntered toward the group, there was just too much noise. Worse, there were too many remnants, and they grew closer.
• "Fuck!" David jumped up and away from a dozen hands that ripped up through the ground directly under him, only to half fall into a dozen more intact remnants that crept around another tombstone. He spun to face them and swung out the dagger he didn't have. Fuck fuck.