As they fought, it became clear that the wolves were no match for their combined strength. Anon's strikes, filled with the essence of inevitability, seemed to dictate the flow of the battle, while Seth's blood-infused attacks dismantled any remaining resolve in their foes.
With a final, powerful swing of his staff, Anon sent the last of the smaller wolves tumbling into the underbrush. In fact, this was the first wolf to have appeared before the group.
The larger thunder cloud wolf, now visibly enraged, released a low and fierce growl at the duo. Until now, it had yet to act against them, only standing behind and observing as its beast soldiers fell one after another.
Clicking his tongue, Anon twirled the golden staff in his hand. "I guess the real battle begins now," he said, his voice steady as he prepared for the final confrontation.
Together, they advanced.
But even quicker, the thunder cloud wolf leapt forward.
