The bovine monster that Satanya was talking about was, of course, the largest, most muscular monster in sight, standing somewhere in the mid eights in terms of height and laden with bulging muscles.
Two sets of long, sharp horns sprouted from its head and curled around down towards its snout, which sported two tusks reminiscent of elephant tusks, creating a rather dangerous nest of keratin and ivory that threatened to tear whatever was on the receiving end of that apart.
All four of its legs were meaty pillars half as wide as I was tall, and just as tall as I was, supporting a giant barrel of flesh and muscle that was covered in a grassy fur coat that hid its whorled brown skin that almost looked like bark, except for the fact that it moved and stretched like skin.
It was imposingly large, and considering the smaller, less dangerous versions of it standing around munching on grass, this would be a battle against the entire herd, not just this singular bovine.
