[spoiler]Wasn't a physical attack.[/spoiler] The Mack truck came out for the worst. As the Broodmother struck at thin air, trying to defeat the power attacking it, its flesh continued to be eaten by the power. Shadow's sword pulsed hungrily as she stared out across the battlefield, watching the mist pouring out of the sword continued to spread. Those that were within its reach began to slow, their energy draining at such a speed that a wounded soldier was eaten in moments. Emptied husks of defeated warriors began to litter the battlefield.