Zhao didn't hesitate, the moment of surprise was all he needed.
"Keep them safe!" he ordered the auxiliary with the calcium-plated snail, just as he launched himself toward the group of attackers.
The other three auxiliaries followed his lead, each moving with practiced coordination. Their beasts manifested fully.
The wind lynx bearer moved like a gust toward the enemy on the left, his claws gleaming in the darkness. The beast's speed made him almost invisible to the untrained eye.
The boar bearer charged against the fire wielder, his defensive plates shimmering against the first corrupt flames. Each step was measured, calculated to close the distance while minimizing exposure.
The third auxiliary, his bronze hawk manifesting in copper patterns across his skin, intercepted another enemy on the left.
Zhao faced the remaining four, including the leader. His silver feathers danced between his fingers, each one humming with power.
