*One Day Later*
*ROAR*
Under the bright light of the sun, a giant fanged wolf growled loudly in pain as it felt a sharp sword stab through its chest, exiting it from its back. In a moment, the monster fell to the ground, unable to move or breathe, dying rather quickly.
Arthur retracted his blade as he looked up with a sigh. "Fuuh, is that the last one?" He asked as he turned to look at the others. Isla sliced one wolf's head as she nodded. "Yes, there are no more."
"AGH, my back. These things never end." Herculia cracked his back.
"We have come across a huge number of monsters the past day. They're getting more frequent and stronger." Emmy replied.
After starting their trip again, the group immediately noticed that the forest had started spitting out even more enemies in their path. The monsters were more aggressive, stronger, and seemingly smarter than the ones before.
