Let's go to fight

The Carvinines leader stood there like he's about to start a war. As John stood at the forefront of his small band of defenders, his eyes locked onto the Carvinines' leader, a sense of unease gnawed at his gut. This was no ordinary encounter with the malevolent creatures; something about their demeanor was different, unsettlingly so.

Normally, the Carvinines were savage, primal beings, driven by instinct and hunger to hunt and feed upon humans like predators in the night. But now, as their leader stood poised for battle, there was a calculated precision to their movements, an eerie semblance of organization that defied their usual chaotic nature.