Chapter 15: Horde of Monsters
[: 3rd POV :]
After Daniel had slain the Tyrant Ogre, the earth began to quake again.
It was subtle at first, like a small vibration in the soles of Daniel’s feet.
But with each passing second, it grew louder, heavier, more relentless.
Like a storm of footsteps pounding the bones of the world.
Daniel turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping across the horizon.
"It seems like killing the Tyrant Ogre has attracted their attention," he muttered, voice calm, even amused.
Then he saw them.
Lumbering from behind the shattered ridges and molten valleys came a horde, no, it was a stampede of Tyrant Ogres.
Each one a mountain of muscle and rage, their crimson skin rippling with raw energy.
Their eyes glowed like molten lava, and their footsteps cracked the ground with each thunderous step.
Their roars tore through the atmosphere, bestial and terrifying, enough to send flocks of other monsters scattering into the skies.