Defensive Battle (9) Whooom— A massive arm, heavy as industrial machinery, swings broadly to the side. Clang! Keng! Kreung! The pitiful screams of the Lycanslopes echo from all directions. The might of the Glacial Beasts was utterly overwhelming. With a single step, the sea of magical beasts parts helplessly, and with one swing of their arms, a dozen Lycanslopes are...
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