Alessio roared in bestial pleasure, and leapt forward, slashing and stabbing at the creatures, leaving a trail of dead and dying in hiw wake. He advanced several dozen metres through the horde, slashing all the while. The frontline of the horde turned to face him, and he foun dhimnself beset on all sides, by screaming foes. He laughed as he killed, flipping, dodging, stabbing, and slashing, completly cut, off but not seeming to notice. A hooked spear grazed his leg, and he seemed to wake up from his blood frnezy, and realised he was in trouble. The horde kept coming, and he beagn to tire, but still kept fighting, knowing his death wound buy the others some time. With this knowledge in mind, he resolved to sel his life dearly.