"Some young people don't understand the rules," but not every world has a compassionate heart that allows them to learn their lesson one day..."
The boy, who could easily be described as youthful, spoke with an air of aged wisdom as he stood in front of the Giant Beast.
Those massive Tree-men were teaching the octopus a lesson with their heavy fists and blood-sucking vines.
"Boom!"
The crimson vines ignited, and the upper body of the Demon Tree, radiating Holy Fire, morphed into a half-human form, while the lower half remained rooted in the ground.
They were about to die, their forcefully twisted life-forms had too many weaknesses, but in this state, they had both the stability of ancient roots and the upper limbs for convenient movement of animals.
Punch after punch, the Tree-men, who reveled in combat without fear of death or pain, joyfully ganged up on the arrogant octopus.
"Squeak!"
