The Black Dragon Rosani curled up like a big cat, hugging its legs, with its wide wings pressed tightly against its body. Its luminous vertical pupils stared at the distant low hills, trying its best to conceal its body within the low shrubs on the grasslands.
The bright night was like water, blanketing the prairie. The river cutting through the grasslands shimmered with moonlight, like a celestial river of stars. The sound of the flowing water concealed the slight agitation of the Centaur Warriors, who were eagerly awaiting the appearance of prey.
These Jackal-Wolf Men preferred to be active at night, always hiding in caves under the hills during the day. This habit made it difficult even for a Giant Dragon flying overhead to spot their traces.
Even if the Giant Dragon discovered these Jackal-Wolf Men, it couldn't do much, as it wasn't feasible for the dragon to dig through each hill to drag out and dispose of the Jackal-Wolf Men.
