Strength of the Beast-kin

She stared at it, this giant furry elephant with a body burly enough to tear through trees and stone. And those tusks, they seemed especially deadly, pure white and sharp. It glared at the trio before trumpeting in rage. 

Wrapping its trunk around a nearby tree, the beast ripped it out of the trunk and swung it down, aiming to smash them all to a pulp. 

But Ming Yue wasn't going to let it happen.  Her sword lashed out, cutting the tree in half before leaping through. The other two beasts followed, flanking from both sides with attacks of their own. 

As their encounter began, another battle elsewhere was reaching its conclusion. 

On the eastern side of the continent, there was a slew of bodies piled throughout this lush jungle. Some of which were of the beast people but most were of the beasts themselves. It was far from silent as figures came through, marching quietly with their weapons gripped tightly in their hands.