As Johan ambled through Death River's ever-surprising landscape, he stumbled upon a peculiar sight—thirteen rabbits, all eyeing him with what seemed like a mix of curiosity and mischief. He raised an eyebrow, wondering if Death River had decided to host a rabbit convention without him knowing.
"Now, Red, Wolf, looks like we've got an audience. Let's give these bunnies a show they won't forget," Johan suggested with a grin, as if orchestrating a grand performance.
The red dragon and the werewolf, ever the cooperative duo, took their positions. Johan, however, opted for the director's chair, content to be the mastermind behind the scenes.
"Alright, Red, show 'em some fireball flair! And Wolf, unleash those wolfish wiles. Let's make this a showstopper," Johan called out, his instructions echoing through the forest.
