The fluctuation of mana had greatly impacted the world. The same went for the creatures that resided, just before the calamity struck.
A pack of wolves entered the cave. However, there was a stark difference in the wolves they were used to.
While wolves were the typical canine hounds with gray fur, these wolves had icicles protruding from all over their body.
Their eyes glowed an ominous icy glow as they glared at the group.
—Awooooo!
A shrilling howl echoed throughout the cave. Immediately, the wolves lashed out.
"...Hua?"
Carl was jolted awake from the commotion.
"Stay put, Carl. We'll handle this."
Brandon gestured his hand for Carl to stay still behind him.
"....O-okay."
Carl seemed to have been frightened as he pulled the fur coat that was draped around him, covering his eyes.
Brandon returned his attention to the ice-like wolves.
But since they were wolves…
"Goblins! Go…!"