What's Left Of Humanity....

"MOOO!"

A twenty something meter bull raged with crimson eyes at the sight of its beloved kin being slashed, smashed, and burned alive, the last memory it could afford to see before a white haired killer smashed down toward it, turning this pack leader into meat paste as easily as she did to the smaller beasts

Scenes like this played out through the chaotic land, it wasn't merely bulls either as different types of packs, solitary beasts, and half sentient one's banded together into a horde to try and fight the few invaders claiming the land for the past few days, alas they were only sending themselves to death's door

"...They are monsters"

"Can't believe we're on the same side"

"I'm just glad we are, at least now we can fight back"