"What is that?!?!"
"Horse Pseudo Canzers? But why are they coming towards us?!"
"I don't remember there being that many!"
The horde of Pseudo Canzers were numbering in the thousands. Their collective hoofbeats were making thunderous rumbling that could make even the bravest of Saviors weak in the knees.
The Olympians and the Genesians who participated in this competition were no mere Saviors. They were the cream of the crop, geniuses with the potential to be the top Saviors of their field. They were powerful enough to kill Pseudo Canzers with ease but even they couldn't help but break a cold sweat when they saw how much they were dealing with.
They would have to fight a thousand Pseudo Canzers each to defeat the horde.
