Malakai didn't want to waste time, but it seemed he already had. As the armored humanoid pulled its machete, stabbing it into one of the guardians, Malakai's eyes widened in horror.
The sound of the machete slicing through the air, the soft thud of it penetrating the guardian's fur, and the faint scent of blood wafting up all registered in his mind in an instant.
When Malakai saw this, he panicked. His heart racing, his breath catching in his throat, and his mind reeling with fear,
Malakai's lungs expanded, and his vocal cords vibrated as he unleashed a thunderous howl.
The sound waves crashed through the air, creating a physical force that shook the stone floor beneath their feet. The walls trembled, and the dim light flickered, casting eerie shadows on the ground.
