Raising his courage quickly Ozan went towards these and slash at each of the blurred sight of those beast while switching his position but he felt a rush of power as he sliced at the air he hit one turned it into mince meat the thrill of his blade of cutting that monster to pieces was amazing this power he held from the sword it was too great each swing he gives he felt the rupture of the air but the mantra coming from the sword was too great for even him,as each swing he feels the sword's energy but he cannot fully grasp or understand even with his naturally high mantra reserves.
As this pass by the angelic humanoid was walking through the forest he was an Aasimar an celestial race of people who evolved bathing in the God's light,as he walked he started wondering on what he should do because he started traveling just a week ago trying to understand magic better so that way he can achieve his goal 'Sorcerer King' a title for an almighty Sorcerer.While walking he saw Ozan fighting the youngling fenrirs,Ozan was breathing heavily his body has a few claw marks as well dried up of blood from himself and the Wolves.
[Ozan's POV]
Only three left that's the amount I'm facing I already killed one and crippled two others I just...who am I kidding I can't beat them all even if I could I would probably died off by blood loss I should find a way to escape quickly and find a village so I will have time to heal or maybe find a Cleric or Priest and never come back in this forest aga-
"𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘!"
[Narrator POV]
While Ozan was struggling and lost the motivation to keep on fighting and just want to find a way to escape an youngling saw an opportunity and went for an attack but the Aasimar Sorcerer had different plans as he brung mantra towards his hand and yelled out deep within himself,"𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘!" and the Youngling was pushed back mid air an shockwave of magical energy hit it as it was pushed into a tree breaking it's spine and it was all caused by this young Asasimr and then he shouted another spell as mantra went to his feet,"𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑱𝒖𝒎𝒑!" and he jumped towards Ozan, he quickly reached towards him and softly landed next to him.
Ozan:"T-Thanks!"
The young Asamir merely nodded as he and Ozan looked back at the final beast but this beast was different from it's brethren it has an intellectual glint on it's eyes although it followed it's instincts it understands and who to face as it walk back slowly as it looked to the opposing foes ready to run when given a chance but to Ozan he felt like that Fenrir was still confident but slightly scared so to reinforce that he looked towards the final youngling and give a fake confident smile towards it and points his sword right at that monster's nose.
Ozan:"Are you sure you want to do this?"
The beast growled as it know that Ozan isn't truly confident but it is mostly worried at the magnificent calibur and what it has done to its siblings as well this new foe who is dangerous by the fact a simple spell was able to push back and break the spine of another sibling so it's only logical way to handle this situation was running away so it does so.