Night.
The moon is full.
It looks just like a shiny white butt.
The only difference from yesterday is,
this "butt" is bigger and whiter.
A massive figure, frantically running through the Moonlight Forest without choosing its path carefully, its tail tightly squeezed between its legs, its expression panicked. In those crimson eyes, there was no longer the usual dominance and ferocity, replaced by sheer terror.
It was the Moonlight Wolf King.
The Moonlight Wolf King ran out of its den in a panic, knocking down and flattening a lot of vegetation along the way, startling numerous demonic creatures in the forest.
While this beast looked extremely disheveled now, it was still the king of this grinding zone. When the king went on patrol, the other demonic creatures fled in all directions, causing chaos.
