Dozens of human-sized sand figures rose from the dunes with twisted faces.
Their bodies churned and shifted constantly, made of dense, swirling sand that crackled with energy.
Brandon let out a soft sigh "A whole army..."
Rheanne's grip on her silver blade tightened, "Stay sharp."
The sandmen attacked without warning.
They surged forward in a relentless wave as dozens of them charged from all directions, their arms elongating into jagged sand blades and claws.
The first sandman lunged at him with a slashing claw.
Brandon sidestepped smoothly, grabbed its extended arm, and used its own momentum to flip it over his shoulder.
Before it could hit the ground, he drove his elbow down into its chest with brutal force.
CRACK!
The creature's torso shattered, sand exploding outward.
Two more sandmen attacked from behind.
Brandon spun low, sweeping one off its feet with a powerful leg kick, then launched himself upward in a smooth backflip.
