Obsidian wyverns.
The apex predators of the Forest of Fear.
They possessed minds that were nigh devoid of fear. So much so that despite the fear of the Forest of Fear afflicting them every moment of their lives, they were still fearless. They were the most fearless in the entirety of the forest that they stood at the pinnacle of.
They had nothing to fear.
There was nothing that could invoke fear.
Or so they thought.
Everything changed when he arrived.
He reeked of fear.
He might as well as have been drenched in it.
As fear-sensitive creatures, they could smell him from a country away.
It was almost offensive.
How dare such a fearful creature enter the Forest of Fear?
Instantly, the entirety of the nest of the Forest of Fear erupted into flight, soaring in the direction of the newcomer oozing more fear than they had ever smelled.
He was human at first glance.
Physically, at least.
