The base was under full siege. But not quite in the way he'd expected.
Moon had anticipated a beast horde, a massive wave of creatures driven by instinct or hunger, the kind of base attacks that happened occasionally when beast populations grew too large or an alpha directed its subordinates toward human settlements.
What he saw instead made his blood run cold for a brief moment.
Beasts were attacking, yes. Dozens of them, ranging from level what looked like level fifteen to low twenties based on their size and the destruction they caused.
They crashed against Ironpeak's walls, tore through defensive formations, and engaged awakeners in brutal combat.
But they weren't alone. Humans fought alongside them against the awakeners of the base.
Awakeners in a unanimous black uniform coordinated their attacks with the beasts, moving in formation as if they'd trained together.
