((Zicak: Oh, you think the insects are bad? I've got plenty planned for you all... *Evil genius laughter* ...Oh, yes, and Shadow, if you don't mind, I'll be taking a few of your ideas and tampering with them a bit...))
'Great. She's afraid of bugs...' James thought with a sigh as he raised his staff again. A bug suddenly went wild, its appendage whipping wildly left and right at its own kind, each swipe nicely going right through the victim.
In the doorway, the Nightmare Weaver creating the bugs could be seen. He was channeling himself into the task, using a larger version of the bug, about as tall as a person, as a mount. The man seemed as buggy as the things he created, small, beady eyes, unkempt, and a slightly twitching movement as he created bugs at the base of the larger one. Behind him were several more Weavers, each focusing on trying to alter the Dreamscape.
The walls started to waver and blacken, the floor slightly shook and took on a texture of that of a track, slightly giving under weight, but still solid, as much as it could be while it shook.
"I need someone to keep those other weavers in check!" James yelled out. "Don't let them change the bottleneck advantage we have now." He was a human, and had to rely on Atton to remain conscious in the Dreamscape. Thus, he couldn't alter the place by himself.
Atton continued to smash through the ranks of the bugs. He made short work of them, smashing one after the other, letting their attack graze off his armor or be stopped by his shield. He wasn't nearly as dexterous as any of the others, but his steady 'living wall' style served very well in this situation.
Another creature came into the mix. There was only one, but it flew past the bug-eyed man and the defensive line to land right behind Zuki and James. It was ghost-like, a translucent blue color, depicting a featureless human figure. It raised its clawed hand and brought it down on Zuki, wailing a horrible scream as it did.