It was the Wind Blade Wolves.
These cunning creatures didn't come to snatch the Bloodline Fruit right away but showed up after a big battle, hoping to benefit from the fisherman's fortune.
The previous three Magical Beasts had already kept the team in disarray.
Now facing seven all at once, and at night with their conditions not being ideal, it was very difficult to defeat this group of Wind Blade Wolves.
"Sir, we should retreat."
Marcus directly took out the Smoked Grass Fire Stone Package he had distributed: "Fighting at night is very disadvantageous for us, traps won't stop the pack of wolves, and my left leg is injured, preventing me from unleashing my full strength. Let's light the Smoked Grass now, I'll use 'Multi-Arrow' to cover your retreat, and we'll retreat toward the main road."
Liszt was decisive: "Okay!"
When it's time to act, do it with zeal; when it's time to run, do it just as decisively.
The flint had not yet struck.