Samira charged forward.
This time, she had no intention of conserving energy.
The draconic power surrounding her body surged through her arms and flooded into her sword. The blade vibrated, and the air around it began to distort under the pressure.
The nearest creatures reacted immediately.
Nearly forty wolves scattered in a coordinated movement. Some charged directly at her while others circled around the sides. Above them, six Wyverns dove at the same time.
Strax noticed the change.
He hadn't given that order.
The gauntlet was learning.
Or, at the very least, it was using the creatures' instincts more and more efficiently.
Samira didn't seem impressed.
"Come."
The first Wyvern opened its mouth.
A massive wind blade descended upon her.
Samira swung her sword.
The attack vanished.
It wasn't deflected.
The pressure from her slash simply tore through the wind blade and continued upward, striking the Wyvern in the chest.
The creature split apart.
Samira disappeared.
