Arrival of the world market trade alliance

"Damn it... these cursed creatures," the man snarled, hatred clearly visible on his face.

The wolf-like creature that stopped him ignored his curses. It immediately attacked with its powerful claws. But it didn't end there—other strange creatures appeared, surrounding and overwhelming him alone.

"No!! Stop!"

Holas, observing from a distance, couldn't bear to watch any longer. He leaped and rushed toward the man being attacked. However, as he was still in mid-air, a slash came out of nowhere, striking fiercely toward his legs.

An old man's voice rang out. With a swift and fluid movement, the old man swung his weapon in a cross pattern at Holas. Holas dodged and returned to his previous position.

"Damn it... I'll kill you," Holas growled, furious at being stopped just as he was about to act.

He raised both hands and crossed them in an X shape over his chest, readying himself for an attack.