Looking at the wall of black death that approaches them, the witches agree to help. Their hatred for you is palpable, yet they would rather have a chance at revenge than certain death. As the rest of the soldiers spark amber torches, the witches summon fire and hurl it at the oncoming swarm. Dead beetles fall like black rain, but still they come. Men scream as the remnants of the swarm reach the line. Biting and boring, the burrowers search for eyes, ears and mouths.
EACH OATHSWORN PERFORMS A SURVIVAL CHECK (DIFFICULTY 5)
IF YOU HAVE THE WITCH OATHSWORN WITH YOU, ADD ONE TO EACH RESULT
ANY THAT FAIL LOSE 1 HIT POINT AS THE BURROWERS FIND YOUR FLESH
LOSE 1 SQUAD (REPRESENTED ON THE HIT POINT DICE)
The fire has the desired effect. Though you only manage to kill a small portion with the flames, the primal fear of the fire's blinding heat is enough to drive the rest of the swarm away. What they leave in their wake are the punctured corpses of one of your squads.
As the swarm recedes you preempt what is coming next. The moment the two witches feel they are out of danger they turn toward you, but you are already there, clicking their collars on, and the fire fades from their hands once more.
Not waiting to see if the swarm will return, you set the army back into its formation and move out.
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