Humaniod Beast

Exactly five minutes had passed, and Atticus had ventured deeper into the crimson forest.

The ground was covered with freshly fallen crimson leaves, making it look like a sea of blood.

Atticus only moved through the shadows, appearing and disappearing instantly. He avoided stepping on the leaves or doing anything that would draw attention to himself.

He was moving quickly, and just after five minutes, he had encountered many master rank beasts.

However, unlike before, they were either in groups or not far from each other.

'Looks like the beasts of the forest don't hunt each other balantly,'

The absurdity of this situation baffled Atticus. The best scenario for him now was to encounter a territorial beast. They would be incredibly powerful, given that they could defend their territory against others, but Atticus could look for a chance to ambush and catch them off guard.