Chapter 411: The Beaststorm
Noctis surged forward through the clearing, each powerful stride crushing snow beneath his paws. Sophia clung tightly to his back, her short swords strapped at her sides, eyes wide as she scanned the battlefield. Her gaze swept over the chaos, searching for any sign of Ronan and the others who had gone into Nirvana.
The clearing was familiar, exactly like the one she had seen.
Snow sprayed from crashing feet and claws, the shriek of beasts ringing sharp against the icy wind.
It didn't take her long to spot them, though she saw Sam first. She was with Bianca and Joren, and they were locked in a deadly ballet of steel and muscle, fending off tidebreakers and mirlurkers. Snow and ice splintered around them as limbs struck, claws tore, and the ground shivered with the sheer force of the monstrous strikes.
