From the deeper parts of Crimson Forest, four Class 3 Monster Beasts surged forward.
And they qere accompanied by dozens of Shadow Beasts. Each of these creatures looked more terrifying than the last. Now, there were more beasts than warriors.
Grace barely had time to process the sheer number of enemies before a sharp whistle echoed through the battlefield. It was Davian's signal.
"Formation A!" he commanded.
The warriors from Starfall immediately shifted their positions, tightening their ranks to form a defensive barrier between the Class 3 Beasts and the injured. Meanwhile, the warriors from Starship and Country C braced themselves, holding back the relentless Shadow Beasts.
Grace's mind worked rapidly. They were vastly outnumbered. If this kept up, they wouldn't last long.
The Class 8 Monster Beast let out a guttural snarl. It was the one orchestrating the attack, controlling the lower-ranked beasts like a general commanding an army.
