Chapter 5: Fresh water
Andrius raised his hand, his eyes never leaving the circling Wyverns above. His voice was calm, steady. "Skoll. Hati. Hunt."
At his command, the two white Fenrirs moved. Their massive paws crushed the ground as they sprang forward with shocking speed, powerful muscles propelling them like arrows.
Hiroshi watched, his mouth slightly open in disbelief. They're so fast...
The first Wyvern screeched, flapping its dark wings as it dove toward Skoll. Its claws gleamed, ready to tear through flesh. But Skoll didn't slow down. With a fierce leap, it launched itself straight into the air, meeting the Wyvern head-on.
CRASH!
The impact was brutal. Skoll's jaws clamped down on the Wyvern's wing with a sickening crunch. The beast shrieked in pain, its wing bending at an unnatural angle. Skoll didn't let go. With a powerful shake of its head, it ripped the wing apart, sending blood spraying into the air.
The Wyvern crashed to the ground, screeching and thrashing, its wing mangled and useless. Skoll landed gracefully beside it, eyes glowing with icy light. It circled the fallen beast, low growls rumbling from its throat.
Meanwhile, Hati was already engaged with the second Wyvern. The beast tried to claw at him, but Hati moved too quickly. He darted left and right, his white fur almost a blur.
Then, with one smooth leap, Hati lunged forward and sank his fangs into the Wyvern's neck. The monster roared, its wings flapping wildly, but Hati didn't let go. His jaws clenched tighter, and with a sharp twist, the Wyvern's movements stopped.
The third Wyvern hesitated in the air, its red eyes watching its fallen comrades. It screeched angrily, diving down with its claws outstretched.
But before it could reach them, Andrius raised his hand again. "Skoll. Hati. Finish it."