A Qilin!

So I was trying to find that son of b*tch without any clue so far, until what Isac said. I turned my eyes and started to move towards that hill at once.

And before my chariot would move, my threads moved first.

The first spot I aimed at wasn't the monsters around, but the central point of that hill. Just seeing it from high above gave me the impression that this hill was getting dyed with my black blue threads.

And then a fierce roar erupted.

"Oh! It got something up its sleeve then… Interesting!" Just as my threads came near a spot, a mighty roar occurred before the hill started to fall.

Heavy rocks fell over the ground, killing and wounding other monsters. Yet this helped in letting that son of b*tch slipped away from my threads as they got at the falling rocks and missed it.

"Don't try to run, you can't do it!" and just as a flash passed from the centre of that crumbling hill, I snorted.

It was that beast, the one leading all others here.