Silas walked towards the tail, which was nearly ten meters long, it had fur of color black and it was trembling slightly.
When Silas finally reached there, he took cover behind a house as he peeked from the side window of it.
He saw a big wolf that was lying on the ground, shivering, its whole body was trembling, and it felt like it was in pain.
Silas thought that it was a normal wolf or a species of that kind. He tried to help it, but his inner self was stopping him from doing anything.
His gut was telling him to back off from there and run as far away as he could.
Silas took a few deep breaths and calmed his body down, finally made his way to the wolf and then scanned its body.
He began looking for some sort of clues to determine what species of wolf this is, but the only thing he got to know is that it was not a wolf.
"System... what the hell is this thing?" Silas muttered under his breath. Suddenly, his palm reached for his sword's hilt, grip tightened.
