Within moments, everyone from the mercenaries to Occunians was hard at work. Ashton couldn't kill all of the beasts, but he took care of the majority. Those who survived were too afraid to show up again for a long time. At least, that's what everyone was hoping.
Even in victory, their task was far from over. Just because the beasts had been dealt with didn't mean everything was fine. After all, the one controlling them was still somewhere out there.
As for the beasts that ran away, they didn't flee from fear alone. They were running away in confusion, as if they weren't aware of what had happened moments ago.
As if that wasn't enough, Ashton couldn't brush off the feeling of someone watching them, hidden deep within the foliage of the endless forest. The alarming thing was even with his heightened perception; he couldn't feel anyone's presence in the woods. Whoever it was, they had to be master in becoming one with their surroundings.
