The massive body was unstoppable, carrying the unique stench of wild beasts, leaving deep footprints on the soft meadow, nearly turning into a phantom under the starlight.
It was only because the coyote leader had long prepared to dodge, with muscles tense and spirit focused.
With two swift side-jumps, it dodged the attack with a low growl.
The sudden attack of the wild boar disrupted the already precarious equilibrium on the field.
The surrounding coyotes rushed forward, attempting bites to cause damage.
However, as predicted by the adventurers at the edge of the field, the coyotes could not even break through the outer layer of the wild boar's skin.
Not every coyote could dodge the wild boar's impact like their leader.
It was predictable that once the first coyote was sent flying by the boar's snout, falling into severe injury.
The situation on the field would change dramatically in an instant.
