A deafening howl made the scene in front of Rosalind even more frightening. When she first heard that there would be a demonic beast, she expected one of them, not three, and definitely not five. Fighting against one was already a struggle for someone from the south.
How could they fight five of them at the same time?
She shivered at the sight of the silhouette of an even larger beast. It looked like a bear as it was walking on its two feet, but its face was that of a lion. There was a long spiky tail behind it.
"That—" Rosalind murmured. "How are you able to defeat that kind of monster?" She was still standing next to the calm Magda. When she did not hear anything from Magda, she turned and look at the woman. Magda was frowning as if she too was in deep thought. She did not look scared or nervous.
Unlike Rosalind's already pale face, Magda still looked normal.
