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His gaze moved toward the town. It was hard to see as the portal became larger and larger, but whatever was on the other side couldn't have been good.
'They shouldn't be hopeless… the strength of these beasts isn't enough to act with impunity. Thirty to forty strength isn't even enough to knock down a barricade door, and most guns don't need technology to work.'
Morality wasn't something that Sylas often concerned himself with. Well, more accurately, he didn't concern himself with the same arbitrary lines of morality drawn by everyone else. He hadn't even hesitated to kill humans in the Trial.
However, he had his own bottom line about certain things. If Lucius wanted to use the sacrifice of the town to establish some sort of dominance or prestige over them, which was likely where this was going, Sylas himself wouldn't feel too chipper about that.
That said, he wouldn't stop it either. Now wasn't the time to stand opposed to the Browns. So he could only comfort himself with those thoughts.
"Incoming!" Mark called out.
[Dire Wolf (F+)]
[Level: 1]
[Physical: 49]
[Mental: 13]
[Will: 21]
A trio of dire wolves charged forward, their tufts of black fur pressing against their bodies beneath the wind pressure.
They were large, standing at a meter and a half tall, and their length, even excluding their tails, was easily over two.
The extinct creature carried a speed with its enormous body that defied logic, and it closed in with untold swiftness.
"I can't block all three of them, look alive!"
Mark took a heavy step forward and thrust his shield forward. He angled it perfectly, throwing the first-in-line dire wolf into the running lane of another.
The third burst through the line, appearing before Bloom in a flash.
Bloom's spear danced, an odd sudden burst of strength rushing out from her as she thrust thrice in quick succession.
The first, aimed at the wolf's front paw, forced it to dodge swiftly to the side.
The second, aimed right at its landing spot before it could even regain its bearing, tearing into its chest.
The third swiped up and to the side, slashing into the beast's maw, opened in a bid for immediate retaliation.
It was likely that any stat boosts they had gained from leveling Aura, but that Gene Talent was useless without Aether. At the same time, whatever advantage of Level they had gained from up had actually regressed or atrophied, likely to only return after a steady supply of Aether was provided. fгeewebnovёl.com
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