It was rhythmic, almost hypnotic, but filled with an ominous undertone that sent shivers down the spines of the guild members.
The sound of hooves—dozens, maybe hundreds—thundered through the forest, drawing closer with each passing second.
Faces paled, and hands gripped weapons tighter as the reality of the approaching threat sank in.
The drumming grew louder, now accompanied by the occasional guttural snarl that echoed through the trees, a haunting prelude to the violence about unfolding.
Kael's eyes darted nervously from the forest to his weapon controls, his fingers twitching in anticipation.
Mira clenched her jaw, her eyes narrowing as she tried to pierce through the forest's dense foliage as if willing the creatures to reveal themselves.
Aiden's knuckles were white as he gripped the handle of a mounted machine gun while Lila took deep, steadying breaths.
Her eyes closed for a moment as she centered herself.
