689 Ancient Terror

Searching through her memories, she couldn't remember who this monster was but she knew it was much worse than a Minotaur.

The problem was whether or not she should make herself known or not.

 Just looking at the monster's body made her feel on edge never mind wanting to fight it.

Watching him wrap his skinless tail around the Minotaur's neck, the monster lifted the Minotaur up and started to tear away at his face.

Hearing the pain filled cries of the Minotaur, Shiro furrowed her brows.

'Normally, I'd want to fight that thing but not this time.' Shiro thought to herself and hopped down from the sky.

Hiding near the trees, she kept her eyes on the situation so that she could grab the Minotaur's head or something as a proof of completion. After all, he was gold that she needed to pay for her sword.

Hiding in the shadow of a tree, she tried to suppress her presence as much as she could.