(LXVIII) Bloodbath

Five more hulking panthers burst from the underbrush as a larger one leaped onto a bent tree, revealing itself as the alpha. It was easily double the size of any standard panther, with thick muscles rippling beneath its black coat. Along its skeleton was spiking poking out from its fur. It snarled angrily as it stared Jackson down with burning yellow eyes. 

It growled, baring its fangs as the five panthers followed it into battle. They all moved with grace, flowing through the air with ease, their bodies twisting and contorting with every movement.

Jackson observed the beasts carefully, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. He knew he couldn't let any, or any, of the beasts, touch him. He'd have to stay on the defensive until he could find the best way to defeat the creatures.