Logan, Conal, and Orson looked at the six monsters with incredulity and fear. Conal knew them from what his teachers told him at school. They were flesh-eating thaids known as Lomalin, which mainly preyed on lizards and other insects; they had an ant-like ntality and lived inside colonies.
The monsters had a round black head with no discernable eyes and ears, a slitted nose, and a pair of piercing mandibles.
They had no neck, and the head was attached to their sleek, powerful torsos. Their abdon had countless short legs and four dium-length, thick arms.
They were ugly to look at and resembled thicks with a mottled brown exoskeleton with vivid white dots, while their head was black.
Their family life resembled an ant's, with a female queen laying eggs and controlling the colony. There was only one type of variant, the workers, the ones the group saw in the flesh.
They had so peculiarities; for example, their hearing was strong enough to hear heartbeats from a distance clearly. They were very fast to adapt to environntal changes, and they could curl themselves up into a defensive ball.
They knew that they were not particularly powerful thaids, but their brain crystal power was problematic since it allowed them to conjure an additional exoskeleton they used for protection.
The good thing was that they were weaker than most other thaids, were less agile, were not very fast, and their only ans to defend themselves was to eat the prey and use their brain crystal power to beco hard to penetrate. Their survival strategy was to surround the food, bite it to death, and hide behind their shells.
"SHIT!" Logan shouted.
Panic started spreading inside the three n, they had no idea what to do, and their teacher had never taught them to fight thaids. Besides, they spent most of their free ti lazying around and beating weaker students, so they didn't train properly, if anything at all.
But there was no alternative; they had to fight, or the thaids would kill all of them if left alone. It was a race against ti before the creatures reached them.
"What do we, Logan?" Orson asked. He was scared beyond asure; he wanted desperately to be ho where everything was safe and familiar again.
"I don't know!" he answered, "We have to get out of here sohow."
Their inexperience and the ti they lost talking gave enough ti to the thaids to surround them.
"FUCK!" Conal said with fear evident in his trembling voice.
Then the first of the thaid launched himself against Logan, who instinctively started conjuring mana.
"Use your power!" Logan shouted, Conal and Orson imdiately started doing so. Conal shifted his arms into those of a lion while Orson made several spiky bones grow out of his body.
In the anti, Logan ended up conjuring his poisonous dart and threw it at the attacking Lomalin. The venom imdiately started circulating inside its body, and the beast started squirming in pain.
Orson then, as if taken by so sort of frenzy, ran toward another creature; he punched at it while a long, thick, and sharp, hardened bone protruded forward from his arm, piercing the Lomalin's head and ending its life.
At the sa ti, Logan started stomping the poisoned Lomalin head hard, but he could do nothing to destroy its hard exoskeleton. The dart was able to penetrate the creature's defense due to it being made from mana, but he could do nothing with his ager strength.
At the sa ti, Conal kept two Lomalins at bay by swinging his arms wildly against the creatures that tried to bite him in the shins several tis.
The thaids opened and closed their mandibles rhythmically, producing a clanking sound each ti. It was as if they were biting the air, already anticipating their earthy al.
anwhile, Orson was fighting another Lomalin; he just stood still, facing the creature and waiting until it got close enough to impale it with his protruding spiky bones.
Logan then produced another dart, this ti loaded with enough venom to kill a creature, and launched it to the already agonizing thaid.
Three thaids had been killed, and with that, the boys' confidence grew stronger.
"We can do this," Conal said, but it was at that mont that Erik went out of his hiding place. He observed the short fight against the Lomalins from behind a tree.
Things weren't going well for him since the creatures were too weak to be a threat to the three students. He started wondering if what the adults said about the creatures was true. They weren't so strong if even children could fight them.
Erik steeled his resolve because he knew what he had to do; he grabbed a nearby stick from the ground and started channeling mana into it.
Soon a thin coat of mana surrounded the branch, and as soon as Erik willed it, the mana around it thinned further and beca sharper.
Erik thought while looking at Conal. Imdiately a screen with the young man's information appeared in front of his eyes.
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- Na: Conal Price.
- Brain crystal power: Beast partial shapeshifting.
-Physical characteristics: Approximately a ter and seventy centiters tall. Well built. Approximately seventy-three kilos. He belongs to the human race.
-Personality and traits: He is Logan Reid and Orson Smyth's friend. He likes to bully people who are weaker than him and follows Logan's every word. He is more intelligent than his friends but a bit of a coward himself.
-Approximate level: 5
-Approximate Strength: 7
-Approximate Intelligence: 12
-Approximate Dexterity: 6
-Approximate Energy: 25
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Erik thought as he observed Conal's approximate stats. He had twenty points in Energy!
There was sothing else in the stats that Erik noticed. The young man was stronger than the bully in terms of strength and Dexterity, aning that he could overpower him. He was already aware of this since the fight in the cafeteria, but now he had tangible proof.
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