Before they moved, Darion summoned protection.
Four Horned Yuimons from inventory, the ones he had just raised, the most powerful animals currently available to him.
They materialized in a loose formation around the group, their massive bodies blocking out the light, their green eyes scanning the trees.
He summoned the Slitherer too, its armored body coiling at the rear, its senses locked onto the forest around them.
The formation around the group was now considerably more serious than it had been when they entered the forest.
The archers looked at the four Horned Yuimons and then at each other. Their faces were a mix of awe and unease. They had seen Darion summon before, but this was different.
These were creatures that had been dead moments ago, now standing guard like loyal hounds. It was unsettling, but it was also reassuring. With this kind of protection, they felt safe.
