The rhythmic pounding of hooves reverberated through the forest as a disciplined troop of black and red centaurs, with sinister green eyes, moved in a tight formation. Their pace slowed as they reached a prone female centaur, flanked by towering sentinels.
"Intruders!" announced a male centaur from their midst, his voice carrying a grave tone. Their leader rose, her eyes emanating an eerie luminescence.
"So, there are still fools disturbing our tranquility?" Her voice, though soft, resonated with an unsettling gravity.
"I believe these are the hunters sent by our benefactor."
Retrieving her bow, leaning against a nearby tree, the commander stood, her imposing figure dwarfing the others in the group.
"Summon the rest. It's time to hunt," she declared, licking her lips, excitement gleaming in her eyes.