That left only two more Golden Lions, and a frightened horde of monsters, who were now giving them as much space as possible, as Karl rolled to Thor's left flank and evaded another gout of fire breath, which burned even more of the unfortunate horde.
They were forced too close to the battle by the press of bodies, and they were suffering as badly from the Lions as they were from the humans.
The Great Golden Lions were forced to their hind legs as Ophelia joined Karl with a furious roar.
They were still larger than the raging Werebear, but not by enough that they could discount her raw strength.
Unfortunately for them, that opened their vulnerable bellies while they swatted away the Berserker's axes, and another one fell, gutted by Tessa's spear.
That left only one, surrounded by Karl and Ophelia, fighting desperately for its life.
