Chapter 512: The Evolved Wolfrat

With a single strike turning the tide, the wolfrat seized the opportunity to pounce.

Its silver, sharp claws, as lethal as blades, sprung out, slashing repeatedly towards Howard's upper body.

Eight shining claws on its forelimbs, no different from eight long knives, aimed to strike.

A scratch from these was not akin to a playful nip from a kitten or puppy; it was dismemberment!

Howard opted not to block but to widen the gap, trading space for time, dodging the wolfrat's onslaught.

His task was never to annihilate this wolfrat.

With more magi on the city walls besides himself, all he needed was to engage the wolfrat, preventing it from disrupting the other defensive positions.

That alone was sufficient.

However, the wolfrat seemed infuriated by Howard's continuous evasion.

Its speed matched Howard's, but Howard had the advantage in both size and reflexes, rendering it impossible for the beast to land a hit.