Using the momentary distraction, the second man whistled sharply, and the beasts went into a frenzy. They rushed at Alexander with reckless abandon, their glowing red eyes filled with madness.
Boars, wolves, snakes, and the flying creatures all charged at once, creating a wall of fur, claws, and fangs between Alexander and the retreating pair.
By the time Alexander fought his way through the onslaught, the two men had already escaped into the dense forest, vanishing from sight. He could still hear the distant howls and roars of the beasts under their control, but they, too, began to fade as the men withdrew.
Alexander stood amidst the carnage, surrounded by the bodies of slain beasts. His eyes narrowed in frustration, watching as the last trace of his clues disappeared into the shadows.
"They got away," he muttered, clenching his fists.
