A pack of shadow hounds which was larger than those in the pass, their fur matted with dark energy, their eyes glowed like molten embers which poured from the cliffs, their movements were erratic and ferocious.
Kelvin channeled a fire Convergence through Xerion and the End-Tyrant's flames swept across the plateau, incinerating hounds in bursts of ash and light, their screeches pierced the air.
Lyra wove shadow runes with her gauntlet glowing as tendrils lashed out to bind the hounds' limbs that pinned them in a place.
Salaris struck from the shadows, her talons rendered some flesh in swift with precise strikes. Darius fired soulstone blasts, each explosion shattered the hounds' forms, while Rhoam charged and his iron bulk crushed them beneath his paws.
But the hounds were relentless, their numbers were overwhelming, their dark energy amplified their strength. One lunged at Lyra and used its claws to graze her leg and tore through her armor while drawing blood out.
