When his summons had mopped up the group of people, Leon urged Fenrir to walk forward. The monsters in the background had also turned their attention to their new foe. These monsters were unlike anything Leon had ever seen before.
They were large horses, but not ordinary horses. These horses were on fire. Their manes and tails were made of running, orange flames, and their eyes glowed with red. Wisps of fire flocked around their hooves and they kicked at the ground.
A giant horse that was obviously the king amongst them stepped forward, its red eyes pinned on Leon. Or rather, pinned on Fenrir. It could feel the stark contrast between its natural element and the ice of the Ice Wolves. This confrontation was a major one on multiple different levels. Fire and Ice. Living and Undead. The two giant creatures stared at each other, the tension building up high.
Grrrr...
