Bab 73: Corrupt

[150 GTs bonus]

They crashed into the charging wolves, their eyes widening as they felt the strength. However, while the wolves were mostly independent, the militiamen worked as a single unit, amplified by not only their armor but their shields as well.

The wolves were stalled for but a moment.

"Holy hell! They're so strong!" Alex's voice was tinged with a hint of shock and fear.

"Sylas," Morgan called over, tossing a dagger toward him.

Sylas gave a grateful nod, caught the dagger with his telekinesis, and then burst into action again, targeting one of the wolves about to round the solid wall the militiamen had formed.

The load was immediately far easier. Sylas felt like the dagger was an extension of himself, an extra limb that he could use as easily as his left and right hands.

The wolf snapped its jaws at him, but he dodged to the side, bringing it further from the group before he suddenly attacked.