[Two Days Later.]
[Deep within an Unnamed Wilderness.]
"What is that?" Carl asked, his voice a strained whisper, filled with shock and awe.
They had reached the source of the Titan's pilgrimage. Before them, atop a small, five-meter-high earth hill, was the object of the hunt: a brilliant, glowing white flower, reminiscent of a Ghost Orchid. At the heart of its luminous petals was a pulsing, translucent Red Cocoon. Mirabella could clearly distinguish the faint, sleeping silhouette of a person curled within the dense material.
"So, that is their target," Mirabella murmured, finally setting her sights on the massive, scaly form of the T. rex, which dwarfed the surrounding forest. The Titan was not alone; the area was swarming with Fifteen Boss-level monsters and an additional Five World Bosses, all converging on the glowing hill.
"Are we going to stay here and watch?" Carl asked, turning to Mirabella, his nervousness evident.
