The first black antelope charged toward Ryan as soon as he noticed Ryan standing still. Coming out of the memory only a split second later, Ryan brought up his blade to meet the charge and cut it in half down the middle.
A wave of power rippled through the air in front of his hand before bursting outward in all directions. As Ryan watched its blood gush out onto the grass below, he took a deep breath, smelling the sweet metallic scent of blood.
As the red liquid mixed with the green grass, he looked over and saw that Izzy had already sliced through two of the F-Grade beasts with her battle-axe. Leaving behind a trail of sloppy innards and dripping blood on her beautiful dress.
Emily was slicing away at another antelope, but she only managed to make shallow cuts along its side as it quickly evaded her attacks. She was getting frustrated by this point and stabbed faster as if trying to beat the beast to death by punching the creature's sides.