"I'll kill you!" screamed a hunter with sharp claws on both hands. His body radiated battle aura, and his eyes burned with vengeance. He stepped forward with heavy strides, ready to launch a counterattack regardless of the risks.
"Calm down! Don't be reckless!" The voice of an old man among them broke the tension. With a hoarse yet authoritative tone, he took command of the team. "Activate the formation!" he ordered firmly, cutting through the hunters' wild ambitions.
They moved immediately. Within seconds, some of them pulled hexagonal-shaped stones from their gear, running away from the gorilla to place the stones in predetermined positions. The stones emitted a faint glow, as if ready to unleash hidden energy.
"Eight-point formation, activate!" the old man shouted. Bright light shot out from the hexagonal stones, forming an energy barrier connected at eight points. A massive protective field enclosed the gorilla and the hunters within. The energy buzzed softly, exuding both a sense of protection and pressure.
"Now, attack with your strongest moves!" The old man swung his long staff, unleashing a flash of red flames. "Sea of Lava!" he roared, his voice echoing powerfully.
From the ground around the gorilla, scorching red liquid began to seep out, forming streams of lava that flowed rapidly toward the massive monster. Hot steam rose, enveloping the air around them.
The giant gorilla sensed the heat from the approaching lava. It growled angrily, stepping back to avoid the glowing red liquid. But before it could move further, the ground beneath its feet suddenly shook violently. With a rumbling sound, the earth caved in, creating a massive pit that trapped the creature inside.
"My turn!" A hunter with a large bow stepped forward. His steps were steady, his sharp eyes fixed on the pit where the gorilla was trapped. He drew his longbow, gathering shimmering energy at the tip of his arrow.
"Poison Arrow Rain!" he shouted, his voice filled with vengeance and determination.
Hundreds of gleaming arrows shot into the sky, creating a spectacle like falling stars. But these arrows had slick green tips, carrying lethal poison that could incapacitate anything they struck. The rain of arrows poured into the pit, striking the gorilla with ruthless precision.
The other team members didn't stop there. They unleashed their ultimate attacks as well. Each technique was executed with full power, taking advantage of the moment when the gorilla couldn't move freely. The sounds of explosions, the trembling ground, and flashes of light filled the battlefield, turning it into a scene from hell.
The massive gorilla roared in pain. It swung its powerful arms, trying to fend off the barrage of arrows and lava continuously assaulting its body. Some arrows embedded deeply into its skin, while lava began seeping into the pit, touching the giant creature and producing a hissing sound like hot iron plunged into water.
"Take that! You're going to die!" one of the team members shouted with high spirits.
Their fear slowly turned into confidence that this enormous monster would finally fall. They saw no signs of the gorilla escaping the pit. Hot steam continued to rise, obscuring their vision.
"Stop! Be quiet," said the man holding the large bow. He raised one hand, signaling everyone to remain silent. His eyes narrowed, focusing on something unseen, while his sharp ears caught faint sounds from a distance.
A cold wind blew, carrying a sound that grew clearer. Dum... dum... dum...
Heavy thuds shook the ground, like the footsteps of a giant. The man turned sharply toward the source of the sound, his expression turning serious.
"Another gorilla?" muttered the old man leading the team, his voice trembling with both doubt and fear.
From behind the distant mist, a massive figure slowly emerged. Its robust form and heavy steps were unmistakable. It was the same gorilla. The creature's body glowed faintly red, and it looked utterly furious.
"RUN!" the old man shouted without hesitation. His voice was so loud it triggered the survival instincts of every team member.
He didn't wait for anyone's response. In an instant, his feet were already running away from the scene, his long coat billowing as he desperately tried to save himself.
An alarm of danger rang in the hearts of every team member. Their faces turned pale, and their bodies began to move reflexively.
They exchanged brief glances, searching for clarity, but the sound of the gorilla's heavy steps grew closer. Without a second thought, they followed the old leader's example, fleeing the battlefield in a hurried panic.
Their breaths grew heavy, blending with the thunderous footsteps of the gorilla chasing them from behind. Panic took over their minds.
Even though there were seven of them, their courage crumbled when they realized the enemy's overwhelming strength was far beyond what they could handle alone.
The ground trembled beneath their feet, as if emphasizing the lurking danger. Some of them glanced back in fear, their eyes catching sight of the massive figure closing in, its body a dark shadow dominating the horizon.
"Run toward the harbor!" shouted the leader to everyone. They hoped to encounter other hunters along the way who were also exploring the area.
"Damn it, it's still chasing us!" yelled one of the members as he stole a glance backward.
From the opposite direction, Zega's group was moving swiftly on their mounts—wind lions and silver-gray wolves, navigating the rocky terrain with agility. They had been exploring the area for over an hour, passing through a forest with towering trees and dense foliage filtering the late afternoon sunlight.
"I think this area is far enough, Mr. Zega. How about we hunt here?" said one of the team members, holding the reins of his mount.
Zega, an old man with neatly combed silver hair, surveyed the surroundings from atop his mount. His sharp eyes scanned every corner of the dense forest. The unfamiliar roars and chirping of birds added to the wild atmosphere of the place. He nodded slowly and then said, "Alright, we'll hunt in this area."