Ramiel was at the forefront of the onslaught against the bloodthirsty wolves. To him belonged the honor of shedding the first blood, and on his shoulders lay the duty of destroying the front line and breaking the monsters' momentum, which he did perfectly.
Like a raging storm, he broke through the ranks of the hordes of hungry wolves and threw them into confusion. He deftly maneuvered between the sharp claws in a heartbeat and grabbed the two closest monsters by the throat, dragging them violently behind him.
This knocked the other three out of rhythm for a second. The two wolves reflexively turned their eyes toward the new threat on their backs, and the last one didn't know whether to focus on the threat in front of him or throw himself at the easier prey.
