Bull swung the sword as he spun; it wasn't as heavy as the weapons he was used to, which he usually used to build momentum. It was good for hitting multiple targets, and it was good for making them move where he wanted them to move. He swung hard at two nearest to him, trying to make sure nothing came for Geralt's back.

He stopped depending fully on his eyesight at some point - he was moving too quick, and it was getting too dark to focus easily with just one eye. But he could hear them, and he could smell them, and he could feel them. That was all he needed.