Strange Rock

Raze took a deep breath of relief as he saw the notification. He looked at the bear on the ground—he could barely believe that in just one day, he had been through so many battles and had come out victorious.

Sure, he had some help and also had to use many other methods to actually win this, but still, in the end, all that mattered was that he had survived through this.

He was about to sit down near a tree to recover, but he felt something strange from the head of the bear, like there was a force pulling him.

He slowly approached the bear with caution. One could never be too cautious, especially in a place like this.

He bent down next to the bear, pulled out his knife, and stabbed right into the head. His movements were jagged and careless—he just wanted to get into the head and see what was there.