103. Messy fights

Most of Yetis in the valley were laying on the ground, allowing the cold winds of the mountain to nourish them.

Noah had a good amount of experience regarding packs of magical beasts and could not help but be slightly confused.

'They are rather peaceful between themselves. There isn't the same aggression of the snakes nor the same cruelty.'

Noah was evaluating their behavior as he peeked from the edge on the surface.

'Well, I will see their aggression pretty soon.'

Two silver sabers appeared in his hands as he jumped directly in the middle of the beast pack.

Tens of horizontal fuming slashes shot out from his figure as soon as he touched the ground.

ROOOOOARR

The Yetis gave immediately the alarm and jumped toward the little figure.

However, they were slow and a corrosive black smoke began to spread in the area which damaged them, further slowing their advance.

Noah had already vanquished the creatures near him and shot toward the most densely populated area.