After a period of transformation, the assassins in the dungeon had changed their appearance.
The transformed assassins woke up one after another.
At this moment, the Bowel Hunter had also slowly woken up.
She subconsciously rubbed her aching forehead.
But her forehead, which should have been made of skin, had a strange change.
She touched an enormous thing, which was very hard and thick.
When she touched it, her body immediately stiffened.
"Could this be..."
She touched it a few more times.
The surface was hard, but there was no temperature.
The Bowel Hunter let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like it was not what she had thought.
After touching it for a while, although it wasn't what she had thought it was, it felt like the horns of some kind of animal.
And the degree of curvature...
It didn't look like an unicorn or anything like that. It felt more like the horns of some kind of goat.