"Aoooo~~~~," a massive roar thundered through the mountains and forests, as the roar of the tiger reverberated endlessly among the mountains. The sudden wind, accompanied by the roar of the tiger, rushed at them, whipping up disheveled leaves as it swept over the treetops.
"Prepare for battle," Pannis said, his face as calm as a rippleless lake. Even as the roar of the tiger exerted a formidable pressure and the gusts raised by the roar made his clothes flutter wildly, his composure was not affected in the slightest. Pannis slowly drew his one-handed sword, his gaze fixed on the northeast direction — the source of the roar.
