The swarm of green wolf-ants surged forward not as individual beasts but as a single, living entity with a shared purpose.
Their massive forms blurred into streaks of green as they charged from every direction, shaking the ground beneath them like a storm of living steel. Clawed limbs dug into the earth, propelling them forward with terrifying speed.
The sharp clicking of their mandibles sent chills down spines, and in that instant, before anyone could catch their breath, the first wave crashed against their formation like a tidal force threatening to obliterate everything in its path.
Mina was the first to face this onslaught. She planted her feet firmly, her small frame standing resolutely before the others like an unyielding wall.
With a thunderous boom, her gigantic shield slammed down as the first few wolf-ants collided with it, claws scraping against its surface and sending sparks flying in all directions.
