Atlas POV
In a matter of mere seconds, our enemies surrounded us, their growls echoing through the air and filling the space with an eerie symphony of danger. Yet, they were not prepared to fight me, my eyes burning with a hunger for vengeance.
I could feel the tension in the air, my heart pounding in my chest like a war drum. Every muscle in my body tensed, ready to defend against any enemy foolish enough to stand in my way.
The clash of fangs and claws reverberated through the air, creating a cacophony of savage sounds. With each strike, I could feel the reverberation of bone against bone, a visceral reminder of the primal battle unfolding before me.
As Flint held his ground, his movements fluid and precise, I focused on the immediate threat. My senses heightened, allowing me to ant
