A group of players decisively headed inside a large tree, ready to face a monstrous enemy.
How many would even survive the deadly fight to come? Probably only a handful at best. Yet, they didn't cower one bit as their soul quivered in expectation.
"Alright, here we are. Apply all that you've learned so far, and we may have a chance." Jack whispered, with each of the 20+ members nodding solemnly.
The tree's interior looked quite eerie as the wood itself was slightly glowing with a green radiance. It bathed the area in dim light, barely enough for them to see.
Then they reached the deepest part, and there was their target!
<Fox Progenitor Level 8☠>
It was way bigger than a regular fox, and its fur was swaying even without any wind. Its orange eyes focused on them as it licked its lips. Twenty invaders? Nope, twenty nice little snacks!
They could sense its hungry gaze and carefree attitude. It didn't feel threatened one bit: