Chapter 118: Into the False Depths
The pack of twelve dire wolves lunged together, their claws tearing at the dirt, red eyes fixed on Arios like glowing embers. Arios raised his wooden sword in both hands, his stance tightening, his entire being coiled for the defense.
The first wolf leapt. Arios shifted his body slightly, angling his shoulder, a calculated risk, letting its claws scrape the surface of his jacket instead of biting into flesh. His sword cracked against the side of its head, sending it skidding across the dirt before dissolving instantly into mist.
The second wolf followed instantly, a flash of red eyes and black fur. Arios twisted, his blade whipping across its chest, cutting through the illusion and leaving it to vanish in mist.
