Deep in the woods of the Pristine Wilds, a man with a humanoid body, eagle eyes and a sharp appearance, was crouched in front of a large tree, where a sea creature was attached by chains to its trunk.
The sea creature with the body of an octopus didn't look well at all. Only one of its tentacles remained in its frame. One of its eyes had been gouged out, while the rest of its body showed several cuts.
Its original level 114 aura now resembled that of a level 100 being, weakened as much as its vitality, on the verge of coming to an absolute end.
But the look on the creature's face was not that of someone certain of death, but of a terrified creature, afraid to continue its suffering.
"Where is your leader?" asked the sharp-eyed man responsible for the suffering of the horrified sea creature.
