The Wolf’s Thoughts, Truth About the Hell Trials

The forest was still, the air thick with darkness as an oppressive force bore down on everything present in a radius of a mile, clinging to everything, suffocating even the rocks. The monstrous wolf stood motionless as its crimson eyes continued gleaming with fury and confusion. For the first time in its existence, it had come across opponents that were powerful enough to go up against it and even win against it, forcing it to speed up its plans, to swallow the body of its deceased cub and the origin of power of the forest in order to reach a higher realm of existence, improving its bloodline greatly, causing it to be on par with raid bosses of the same tier.

Still, the wolf was angry, had everything went according to plan, the cub would have an even higher talent than it had, it would have been able to grow quickly and reach a realm of power higher than it could reach itself, and with its help, the wolf might have evolved further as well.