The bestial roar tore through the silence of the forest, freezing the blood of all. Seth tightened his grip on his sword, feeling the tension thicken around him. The creatures they feared were here, faster and more violent than expected.
With a glance, he saw the scouts vanish among the trees while the elders gathered in a circle around the exhausted but determined non-combatants. No one would flee.
A dark silhouette surged from the shadows, claws and fangs bared. The creature was gigantic, its black fur bristling, its red eyes burning with rage. Seth barely reacted in time, rolling to the side to avoid the attack aimed at his throat. The adrenaline kept him alert; he knew he couldn't overcome it with brute force.
A beast of this caliber was too much for a non-awakened like him. However, Seth didn't need to be the one to fight the creature.
Behind him, soldiers formed a defensive line around the group. But these monsters wouldn't be easily stopped.
