"Grrrr."
"Rrrrr."
The Beasts stepped back.
That Black Mist…
They all could sense the danger it posed.
Also, seeing the Carcass of their comrade, who was not weaker than them didn't help.
There was no need to think anymore.
They had no choice.
"Rooaaarr!"
The Vector Main, Lion type 8 Star Beast roared, and the four 8 Star Beasts, and the 7 Star Beasts who were still alive decided to run away.
They were one of the stronger groups in the outer area, however, with the losses they have suffered this time, surviving would be difficult, but, they didn't have any other option.
These people were too strong, even if they won, they would lose a lot, retreating was the only option.
"Rooooaarrrr!!"
"Aaawoooo!!"
"Graawwrrrrrr!"
The Beasts roared, and out of 54 Beasts that had appeared, less than 10 ran away.
The others,
They were all sliced into pieces.
In the middle of that cruel carnage, stood Thyra.