The huge muscular man with a beastly face stared around the Padang Plain which was adorned with the corpses of thousands of werewolves. Rage was filling his head as he watched the lifeless demons around him.
"(This is impossible!)" thought the beastly man. "(We're supposed to devour them… How did it turn out this way?!)"
A sight of another person coming from beyond caught the beastly man's attention. It was a blonde-haired girl in a simple dress. She strode across the plain, stepping over the werewolf corpses without any care nor fear, as if the demons were just trashes littered on the ground.
Having observed the battlefield from the beginning, the beastly man knew this lady was the one responsible for leading the army that massacred the werewolves charging toward Euphrates.
"I've been wondering when you'll come down here." said the beastly man. "Seems like you've gone tired of ordering your soldiers and decided to take matters with your own ha--"
