The monsters crashed into the line of Layn's men.
Standing at the very front, Layn couldn't help but admire his brothers in arms. Even for him, the sight of something that could only be called an abomination rushing to rip him apart was enough to feel his courage waver.
Even when the archmage knew that those monsters had no chance of ever hurting him.
'But if those can scare even me, just what the rest of the folks is thinking?' he thought, covering his hands in dense and extremely hot, magical fire.
The monsters crashed into the line of Layn's men. Yet, not a single one of them faltered.
Layn allowed the monster to jump at him. Once the wolf-like monster was above him, he simply struck forward in the simplest manner possible. With a culling strike from his right, he sent the crushed body of the monster to his left, disturbing the line of the attack.
