Filthy began targeting the creatures that were flying through the air. Three arrows tore through their targets before the monsters could hit the ground.
Most of the beasts were dead or unconscious. Filthy could see that their chests and ribs had been caved in.
The creatures that were Level 30 or higher were different. They had deep, dark grey bruising, but they still managed to get back on their feet.
There were still 5 of them, and they were furious. Once the beasts were fully standing, Filthy could feel something change in the air.
A rich earthy smell took over the area, and the ground began to quake. The earth itself began to churn as the bulky creatures stooped down.
Filthy sprinted over to the shorter man, appearing beside him in an instant.
"Don't dodge until the last second." The short man spoke after a brief glance at Filthy. He didn't explain his words. There was no time.