Death - Quick snow kill

He landed hard in the middle of the three guards, crushing it deep into the snow and ice. The impact alone might have been sufficient enough to share the magics that animated it. But Death was never to know. He landed in a crouch, not merely on his feet, but on his left hand—a hand that clutched half of Harvester, now formed into an impossibly thick and long bladed knife that punched through the rock as easily as flesh. The runes scribed across the drone's body flared brightly and died.
Even as he landed, Death leaned to the right and thrust with a second weapon, currently in the form of a long, narrow spear. It, too, blasted the carapace, this time of the construct to the right. The wound itself was narrow, not sufficient to kill instantly.
The thickening of the haft, and the blade punching through the construct from within as Death allowed two weapons to meld back into a single scythe, were sufficient.
The last of the three, to Death's other side, had only just turned face in when Horseman swung Harvester overhead, right to left, the dead drone still impaled upon the blade. It crashed into its target, slicing stone, and both bodies cracked into scores of lifeless chunks.
Three down, and the snow kicked up at Death's landing hadn't yet settled back to earth.

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Chapter 5