Neil kicked away another bear but suddenly all the Frost Bears paused and began to retreat.
The battlefield full of corpses soon was vacant of any alive Frost Bears, Neil stood there, panting.
Two eyes glowed in the fog, a silhouette with a dreadful presence appeared.
Ileana pointed it out, her eyes wide and body shaking.
Noticing it too, he turned back, his grip on the blade instantly tightening.
'This…' he didn't have to think, this was the ruler of all Frost Bears, the Beast King.
All elven archers and subjects were frozen stiff.
'We have to escape!!' Neil was no match for that thing, it was already in the 3rd Origin.
With great urgency, he made the domain move in the opposite direction.
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
A roar that tore the ground and made all the subjects' ears bleed rang out, a glow appeared in the fog.
"L- Lord, please leave, we will try to hold him back…" Leon, although his hands were shaking, muttered with determination.
