Chapter 249: What a vicious woman!
The horizon over the McClain region had barely begun to settle from the initial tremors when a new, more terrifying sound began to drown out the whistling wind.
From the dense, dark thickets of the forests that lay directly behind the McClain scouts, a cacophony of snapping branches and gutteral snarls erupted with violent intensity.
The shadows beneath the canopy seemed to come alive, vomiting forth a literal tide of fur, scale, and claw as countless beasts and monsters surged out into the open air.
Their eyes were not the clear, predatory yellow of natural hunters, but were instead bloodshot. A sign of a bloodlust so unnatural and forced that it bordered on insanity.
The sheer weight of their collective killing intent felt like a physical blow, billowing up toward the heavens and chilling the hearts of every man standing on that dusty border.
