*Roar!*
The sound was a deafening, guttural vibration that shook the very foundation of the cave, echoing off the jagged stalactites and sending tremors through the earth.
The dozens of tiger-type demonic beasts, their fur bristling with elemental energy and their eyes glowing with a feral, murderous light, lunged forward with reckless abandon.
"Damn beasts!"
The Nascent Soul Shadow Hall experts gritted their teeth as they fought back against the tigers who were trying to tear them apart.
One expert, clad in the standard obsidian-colored cloak of the Shadow Hall, swung a heavy iron staff, attempting to shatter the skull of a crimson-furred tiger.
But the beast didn't flinch. It just took the blow to its shoulder, bone popping audibly, and it used the momentum to bury its fangs deep into the man's thigh.
He screamed, a high-pitched sound of agony that was quickly drowned out by the collective cacophony of the melee.
