'Because you'd die painfully should you even attempt to do so.' Fain thought. "Because your crusade in this world will end quickly without my help. Even now, enemies of power to rival yours are coming. Turn me aside, and you shall crumble. Accept my help though, then you shall emerge victorious." Fain announced. These creatures were strange, they weren't shadowspawn, they lacked the peculiar scent associated with any creature of the Dark One. There was an evil, a corruption about them, perhaps even one as pervasive as his own, but that was of little concern. He would break them, one way or another.
Elsewhere:
Mat dashed quickly as the air was alive with fire from the monsters. Shepard and her team were gunning down every enemy in sight, and Mat had already started his own engagements. Several of the new enemy were already dead by his spear, and there seemed to be plenty more pouring in. Another one of the monsters dashed at him, wielding some sort of mechanical blade. The creature made a move to strike him, but Mat lunged first, ashandarei biting into the armour at the arm, leg, and finally neck, toppling the monster. Mat paused for a moment to catch his breath, this was going to be a long battle.
