Chapitre 222: Improvement

Atticus walked forward and stood at the edge of the wall with the rest of the Ravenstein youths directly behind him.

Then he turned his focus towards the rapidly approaching wave of beasts.

Just like the last time, each form of the beast was just as tall as an average-sized dog, but the sight of thousands of them with their blood red eyes, razor sharp canines and claws, plus the sheer size of the approaching horde, would be enough to wet the pants of many, and it wasn't the good kind.

But despite the ferocity of their advance, each of the youths held their weapons tighter, determination etched on all of their faces.

They had been training like hell for 3 weeks for this day now. It wasn't like back then when many of them were trembling at the sight of the same horde.

Back then many of them knew nothing, with most completely being inexperienced and having even never fought any real life battles in their whole lives.