Ten kilometers away from the human town, deep within the Glass Blade Forest, the howls of ferocious beasts echoed endlessly beneath the pale canopy.
The forest earned its name from the countless crystal-like leaves that glimmered like shattered glass under the filtered sunlight, their sharp edges capable of slicing exposed skin if brushed carelessly.
"Tank, hold the line! Don't let it get any closer!" a voice shouted above the chaos.
A party of seven awakeners stood their ground against a pack of Dire Horn Jaguars.
The beasts were massive, their muscular frames rippling beneath striped hides, curved horns protruding from their skulls like natural weapons.
Their eyes burned with predatory intelligence as they circled their prey.
The party moved in practiced coordination, weapons flashing as they met the Dire Horn Jaguars head-on.
Steel clashed against claws and horns.
Spells crackled through the air.
"Ahhh!"
A sharp scream pierced the battlefield.
