The entrance to the village was deathly silent.
Almost everyone's gaze was fixated on the corpse of the fierce beast on the clearing, their eyes seemingly frozen wide open, unblinking.
A violent bear lay on the ground, completely motionless.
There was a deep wound on its neck, with blood dripping steadily onto the ground along the wound.
The bear was over four meters long from head to tail, nearly five meters, and more than three meters in height, lying on the ground like a medium-sized truck.
High-level Fierce Beast!
The lingering nightmare of everyone present.
The village they once lived in had been razed to the ground by such high-level fierce beasts; friends and relatives died beneath the claws and teeth of these beasts.
Even now, at the mere mention of high-level fierce beasts, they were as fearful as if facing a tiger, for they all knew that even though the village felt safe now and food was ample,
