"ROAARRR!"
An angry roar came from the back of the mighty horde, and the five fifth-rank beasts in charge of this section set their eyes on the troublesome human child.
"Haha, here you are, come!" Ken laughed at the beasts and taunted them. His blade did not stop from slaughtering the beasts around him. Bears, boars, tigers, wild cats, wolves, none survived the seventh-grade sword.
The five beasts made an odd group. Among them were an ape, boar, tiger, and two horses. The ape jumped on the back of the boar and held a long and thick stick in his hand. It had no runes; it was a normal branch of a tree. While it still had a lot of strength as a sixth-grade material, it'd eventually break without any runes reinforcing it.