The wolves moved like ghosts through the snow, silent, swift, and with eyes that shimmered like blue ice under moonlight. At least a dozen of them had already emerged from behind the rocks and ridges, their fur blending almost perfectly with the terrain.
But it wasn't just their numbers that made the group tense up. These weren't ordinary monsters. They were not the dire wolves' counterpart of the snowy mountains. Each of these wolves was terrifyingly more powerful than the simple direwolves.
More importantly, they were more than capable of using mana and magic.
The lead wolf stepped forward, taller than a warhorse and layered in dense, crystalline fur that sparkled like diamond frost. Its breath misted out in a vapor trail, and frost bloomed wherever its paws touched the ground.
[Frostfang Alpha – Level 55 – Rare Elite]
A system notification blinked across everyone's vision, and for a second, the party froze.
