Facing the siege of attacks from the bestial tribal leaders, the abomination was unfazed, it merely smiled, which sent shivers down everyone who were witnessing its might.
Jonan and his cohort were sweating profusely, horrified, Jonan thought to himself while shivering, "Why was I stupid enough to come here, my life behind the castle was better, did I really need to grow stronger by being here, I could have gone anywhere, but here, we are dead, definitely dead."
Marla who was behind him, also had a paled face, she had brushed up against life-and-death battles multiple times, but this was the first for her to be so thoroughly terrified to her core, forget fighting against it, they couldn't even move in its presence.
Elias and Edric had small layers of sweat formed on their faces, but otherwise, they were nonchalant.
They were displeased, by how easily both of the younger members of the cohort had lost their composures, and the will to even face them.
