When the wolf lifted its head and looked at them, Claude took several steps backward. His men struggled to fight back their fears as they held their weapons tightly, ready to fight for their lord if that beast attacked.
"If that beast enters our domain, we will record losses in thousands." Nicolas said to Claude.
He unsheathed his longsword.
Their imposing determination and will to fight vanished like a puff of smoke when Sirius stood up. It was lying on all fours before, and yet they were stunned at its size, but the moment it stood up, fear took hold of Claude's soldiers.
"That's not a gold-ranked beast. It's a diamond-ranked beast knight!"
Someone from the troop bellowed in fright.
Nicolas tensed up. His plan was to escape with his lord, and that was only by sacrificing his men. At least they would be able to delay the beast for some minutes.
Grr!
