The phantom's aura alone made dozens of Frost Bears freeze, as they got stomped on by the other marching beasts, killing them instantly.
In this fight, Neil could forget his rational side and go completely wild, only survival mattered even if it meant becoming a bigger monster.
His body shot forward, with a sickening crack his claws ripped away the skull of the first bear to get close.
Kicking with all his strength, he stabbed his claws into the belly of another, pulling out its internal organs.
A Frost Bear stood over its hind legs, raising its own claw to attack him, but an arrow flew straight into its eye.
Messages kept popping before Neil constantly, but all that mattered was the bloody carnage.
Arrows madly poured down, only the area around Neil was safe.
The giants could fight better against these creatures rather than those poisonous scorpions, but there were too many 2nd Origin beasts.
They joined Neil, punching and smashing the bears.
