Milo felt a bit scared when he saw the beasts but it didn't take him too long to regain his composure. He knew that charging in blind against the beasts would be suicide. Three against one, especially when one of them was a Tier-2 beast. Iwasn't a fight Milo could win head-on. He needed a plan. Quietly retreating into cover, Milo pulled a small leather pouch from his belt.
"Time to work, Blitz," Milo muttered as he unfastened it.
A streak of silver lightning burst from the pouch, landing in the dirt with barely a sound. The lightning panther had its yellow eyes locked on Milo expectantly and its tail lashed as energy built within it.
"You handle the small ones," Milo whispered, crouching down to meet Blitz's gaze. "Distract them. I'll take care of the Alpha."
Blitz let out a low rumble in response as if to say I'm ready.
