An enormous wolf stood before them, its eyes blood red and its body enclosed in a bony frame. Its fangs dripped saliva as its rancid breath washed over them.
This was no ordinary wolf—it was a Level 9 monster beast, the Blood-eyed Bone Wolf. Even if the tribesmen did not have much understanding of the levels of monster beasts, just looking at it was enough to tell that it was a truly fearsome creature.
The three hunters and the Bone Wolf stood opposite each other as they locked gazes. Chills ran down the hunters' spines, and they gripped the hilts of their blades so tightly that their fingers turned white and their palms were sweaty.
The Bone Wolf suddenly raised its head and let out a long, melancholy howl. It abruptly charged at the tribesmen, and they all shouted and desperately slashed at the Bone Wolf with their hunting knives.
