Before they could fully adjust to their new environment, the snow to their left erupted upward, and five shapes burst out of the drifts where they had been lying in wait, buried deep and motionless, their white coats blending into the frozen ground so completely that even Moon's swept gaze had missed them.
Frost Stalkers. Wolf-type beasts, lean and long-limbed, their fur a pale silver-white, frost crystals rimming their jaws and coating their claws.
Five of them, and every one carried the aura of a Five Star Evolver.
"Ambush! Form up!" Vela's shouted, her war hammer swinging off her back and into her grip as she planted herself between the pack and the rest of the team.
Her heavy chest-plate caught the first Stalker's lunge on her raised guard, the impact ringing dully as beast claws scraped across reinforced steel. Vela was barely able to hold herself together against the attack, but she activated one of her skills, just managing to do so.
