The white Wolf Demon King shrunk to the size of a fist, squatting atop the head of a large black wolf, his gaze majestically surveying all around him.
To the left of the wolf pack, there were several coarse Monkey Demons, their brown fur gleaming gently in the sunshine. However, they swung around huge tree trunks uprooted from the wilderness in their hands, looking ferocious and wild. To the clueless observer, one might think their monkey mothers were abducted by the Minotaurs.
On the right side of the wolf pack, there was a group of plump Wild Boar Monsters. These mighty and clever creatures, donning an innocent facade, stared with their two small crimson eyes, presented their glaringly white and sharp tusks, and casually dug holes in the grassland to vent their restlessness.
