Crunch! The sound of a Golden Wolf's skull being torn apart echoed across the platform as the rest watched blankly.
The terror grew in their eyes. One moment, the black-robed figure was charging forward.
The next, another one of their own had fallen lifelessly. And the worst part being they couldn't do anything about it.
Unleashing all those golden claws had drained a huge amount of their energy, leaving them helpless before the being up ahead.
Still, they didn't give up, charging again, a glimmer of hope tugging at their eyes with whatever chance they had of survival.
"Now that's more I like it," Ulric growled, watching the beasts charging back at him again. It wouldn't be fun if they just stood there and waited for death.
But that didn't change anything. If they thought they could overpower him with raw numbers, he was about to prove them wrong yet again.
