Chapter 120: Endless Forest
The wolves returned, a relentless tide of fury and illusion.
This time, they didn't come alone.
The growls echoed first, a chilling, harmonic sound. Arios turned his head slowly, the wooden sword steady in his hands, his focus absolute. From the shadows, six dire wolves emerged. Their crimson eyes locked on him, teeth bared, their forms more solid than any previous wave. He had already cut down more than twenty in the past hour, a grueling tally, but these moved differently, shoulders low, their formation tighter, exhibiting a new level of tactical coordination.
