After travelling with the convoy for a few minutes, Garen found a silent, pitch-black forest.
Standing in the middle of the woodlands, he waited silently for a moment.
Very quickly, from deep within the forest as black as ink, came the sound of heavy footsteps. The sound came in bursts, carrying a rhythm.
A giant creature, almost eight meters in height spanning no shorter than ten meters, was squeezing between the trees as it headed here. It was a dual headed salamander. It raised its two heads in mid-air, and continuously protruded its black tongue.
The dual headed salamander stopped in front of Garen, with a distance of less than 10 meters between them.
"Let’s begin." Garen signaled his intention.
The pitch black dual headed salamander let out a soft growl, then suddenly thrusted its head fiercely at Garen.
Garen took off his gloves, slowly extended his left palm, then placed it on the salamander’s forehead.
Bang!!
