They wouldn't beat him. They couldn't. Strong as these little creatures were, they were still little creatures, and while there was something of the dead about them, it wasn't enough. Oh, some of the vengeful spirits in them were old, yes, and mean, but they were not a match to his strength, and his endurance.

They couldn't endure. Not as long as he could.

He bellowed, and swiped with his claws, snapping his jaws at the one that jumped out of the way, swiping viciously at the others that stood around. He turned and thrashed his tail at them, the weight of it able to deliver a more powerful blow than even his claws.