Unlike before, as they charted deeper into the wastelands, the beasts seemed to disregard their caution and attacked everything in sight.
Although he had expected this change, Ulric couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The change just seemed a little too sudden. Did the monsters not want their lives anymore? With a single glance, he could see through the ranks of all charging beasts.
Most were at peak E-rank with a few at D-rank. With the aura he and the Procan Python were unleashing, he had expected them to be at least a little wary. Even if they decided to charge at them. Or were they hoping to overpower them with numbers?
He had assumed that the stronger beasts became, the more sentience they developed. When one achieved a certain rank, not even the power of numbers could hope to stand against them. He had expected the beasts to know this little since the weight of his aura was not any less crushing than that of a refined C-rank being.
