A deafening roar tore through the air, signifying the beginning of a cataclysmic war involving five Mana Core-level beasts and thousands of weaker beasts.
The great bear charged into the ruined city, smashing broken buildings aside with its massive paws. Its eyes burned with the addictive frenzy of the powder, and every swipe of its claws tore into walls, pillars, and the broken ground below.
From the skies, the griffins descended, their wings beating furiously. They screeched, their tones carrying utter hatred. Their talons gleamed with a sharp light as they extended them, targeting the wolves that moved in their path.
Their sharp beaks ripped through the flesh of their enemies, and their powerful claws shredded any defenses. Their coordinated dives couldn't help but force the wolves into defensive formations.
