I hope I am overthinking.
Eryndor thought for a moment, before cancelling his eldritch form.
Before he could contemplate upon it, the beasts were already on him.
The large group of six-legged scaled monkeys shattered the forest's quiet.
Their scales, a natural armor, glinted ominously in the dim light, and Eryndor's Cognitive Scrying immediately pinpointed the two poisonous claws on each of their six limbs.
Their charge and close proximity allowed Eryndor to know that even the strongest of this group were only at mid stage of Stable realm, with the majority being at early stage.
As long as he paid attention, it wouldn't be a dangerous battle for him.
Eryndor didn't hesitate. He activated Cloud Stride, feeling his body lighten, and simultaneously channeled Iron Mountain Guard, a metallic sheen instantly coating his form. He needed both.
The monkeys, a blur of scaled bodies and snapping claws, surged forward from three directions.
