The loud growl made the two sides startled and turned wary of their surroundings. Hellboars were famed for their intelligence and brute strength. They could play either in a group or individually. There was no telling what the hellboar would do since they didn't follow a specific pattern.
(Shit!) thought Zet.
He was not looking really optimistic now even though Ivy was lurking and hiding behind nearby trees.
She did not choose to run but instead recuperated nearby, in hope of giving Zet support as the latter fought the seven men in doing so. However, the loud growl made her anxious. Her heart raced as her eyes refused to blink. She was already heaving up and down with her cold sweat drenching her temples.
"This is not good..." muttered Ivy. (That loud growl didn't seem to come from a three-horned Hellboars!).
