The spirit beasts attacked Atlas and the militia out of nowhere. At first, Atlas and the militia weren't able to see what kind the creatures were attacking because of the storm of dust that came with the spirit beast as they attacked.
Captain Niel wielder his spear and thrust it in the gaps of the formations of shields. "Take care of the formation! Don't let any gaps go unnoticed!"
Now, the dust had settled down. Atlas and the small militia saw at the same time the wolves like creatures. They stood 1 meter tall. From head to tail, they were about 3 meters long. Their fangs were sharp and long. Just seeing those dangerously sharp fangs, Atlas and the people knew it would take a few seconds for those wolves to take someone's life if they get those fangs from plungers in someone's neck. The wolves were black with a tinge of red fur.
Their eyes shone red with bloodlust as they saw their own kind fall one by one in the demonic hands of Atlas.
