Chapter 237 We Can't Give In Ii

• Stone groaned beneath their feet as the first wave of Syrics surged forward. The creatures’ glowing green eyes locked onto Esther, and the princes, princesses, shapeshifters, and Lilia felt the raw malice radiating off them.
• Pale, muscular bodies moved with terrifying speed, crouched low, arms twisted unnaturally, four clawed hands snapping toward them. Their digitigrade legs allowed them to run faster than any being in the arena, hands and feet slamming into the stone to propel their killing charge.
• Redrick crouched, balancing Esther on his back. Her unconscious head rested against his shoulder, fragile in the heart of the storm. Redrick muttered to the others, “Stay close. We must protect Esther at all costs".