The Giant-Horned Deer King, who was guarding its companions, suddenly seemed to sense something, its gaze instantly becoming vigilant.
Its eyes fixed upon the sky.
Above, six figures emitting an air of brutality were swiftly approaching.
The dark red flesh wings on their backs flickered, stirring up gusts of wind.
Their gray-black exoskeleton, bristling with tiny barbs, appeared fierce and solid.
Eyes of sulfurous hue, bloodshot, reflected the entire world.
Their twisted horns atop their heads, and the Demon's Tail on their back swayed gently.
Their three-fingered hands, like daggers freshly forged, gleamed with a chilling sharpness.
Demons?!
The Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King's black, lively eyes filled with intense unease.
Power surged within, emitting a ferocious aura, like the tide on the ocean rising, engulfing the surroundings.
Its throat let out a low hissing growl, warning those lives not to dare come closer!
