Three days earlier… In the minor realm…
Bang!
Max, covered in blood, burst apart the head of a mutated beast. It looked like a black wolf, but walked on its hind legs and its front paws were longer.
"Fuck! What are these things? Really annoying." He spat out blood mixed saliva before sweeping his cold gaze across the over the dozens mutilated corpses of these beasts.
Right now, he was in an underground cave, hundreds of miles away from Thunder Mountain.
He hadn't wanted to travel so far, but was forced to because not long after leaving the Thunder Mountain, he had encountered a pack of these weirdly mutated wolves.
Though they were just Four Star beasts, he didn't want to fight in his current situation, so he had tried to escape them after killing one of them with a slap to show them he wasn't one to be trifled with.
