The Dire Pack had noticed the wagons that were traveling deeper into the Warsor Plains.

Because of this, they devised a plan to attack it in two locationsone at the back and the other on the side.

This way, the three Dire Wolves on the side would take advantage of the chaos, allowing them to deal a decisive blow to their prey.

It was sound plan that would guarantee a successful hunt.

This wasn't the first time that the Dire Wolves had used such a strategy.

Unfortunately for them, the Six Dire Wolves were up against a creature that they had never encountered in their lifetime.

Because of this, they were ill-prepared to handle the consequences of their frontal assault, which ended up in disaster.

Since Giga Chad didn't hold back when unleashing his Giga Destroyer, the six Dire Wolves found themselves temporarily blinded and wheezing due to the potency of the Chad Skunk's main arsenal.

O1, O2, as well as T1 up to T6, didn't miss this opportunity and charged at the crippled Wolves, who were unable to see and smell.

They already knew how foul smelling Giga Chad's stink spray was. But, this was the first time they saw it being used during real battles.

Although they didn't want to admit it, they were relieved that the Chad Skunk was their ally, and not their enemy.

The nearest Dire Wolf yelped in pain as O1's jagged sword connected with the side of its face, making it skid on the ground.

The Dire Wolf's face turned into a bloody mess, but it didn't die instantly. However, being alive didn't mean that it didn't suffer any serious injuries from the full-powered blow of a Rank 3 Ogre.

O2, on the other hand, did as O1 did and smashed the second Dire Wolf on top of the head.

The Ogre had held his weapon with both hands, increasing its power.

A resounding crack was heard as the sword slammed on the Wolf's head, breaking its skull.

The Dire Wolf didn't even see it coming and only felt a hard impact on its head, making it stagger and collapse on the ground.

Seeing that its target was still alive, albeit barely, O2 once again raised its jagged sword and swung it repeatedly.

Blood dyed the ground red as the Dire Wolf was nearly beaten to death.

However, before O2 could give the finishing blow, Thirteen ordered it to target the other wolves before they could escape.

It was at this moment that the three Dire Wolves leaped over the wagons and met Thirteen's three arrows that he had unleashed from several meters away.

His arrows embedded themselves on the front legs of his targets.

However, the three wolves seemed to be unaffected by Thirteen's arrows.

Even so, the young boy wasn't discouraged as he barked an order to Cristopher.

"Cristopher, kill the Dire Wolf that O2 had left alone," Thirteen ordered as he knocked a single arrow into his bow. "Jasmine, Ariel, protect him. Now go!"

Thirteen's shout brought Cristopher out of his daze. The chubby boy hurriedly charged toward the fallen wolf and raised the steel spear that the younger boy had made for him.

This spear was coated with the poison of the Yellow Striped Dusk Brute, containing a powerful poison.

The seven-year-old had instructed everyone that no matter what happened, they were not allowed to deal the final blow to the monster.

The one who would kill them was Cristopher.

O2 had momentarily forgotten this when he was fighting against his opponent, so this time, instead of targeting the Dire Wolf's head, it slashed downwards, targeting its leg, to cripple it.

Then T1, who was leading the other Trolls, had long used this strategy.

Each Troll targeted a Dire Wolf's leg, crippling them.

They moved fast as a single unit, and the moment the Wolf had collapsed on the ground, they would move to the next one.

While the Ogres and the six Trolls were busy dealing with the Vanguard of the Pack, Thirteen, Brutus, Bruno, Percival, and their teammates were busy dealing with the three Dire Wolves that had tried to sneak attack them from the side.

Bruno had met the charge of one of the Wolves, specifically the one who had two arrows sticking out of its body.

In terms of raw power, the Ogre was slightly stronger than the Dire Wolf, so the moment the two clashed, the one who got pushed back was the wolf.

Brutus, on the other hand, raised his steel shield and slammed it into the second wolf's face.

The sound of metal and razor-sharp teeth rang out in the surroundings. Although the Dire Wolf was mostly unhurt, this clash stopped the Dire Wolf's momentum, allowing Brutus and the two Trolls, who had come to assist him, to use their swords and round shields to keep the Monster at bay.

All three of them were Rank 2 Monsters, so even if the Dire Wolf was a Rank 3 Monster, they would be safe as long as they fought it defensively.

Their goal wasn't to kill it but to stall for time until their comrades were done dispatching the six other Dire Wolves behind them.

As long as they endured, they believed that they would be able to overcome their current predicament when their reinforcements arrived.

Percival gritted his teeth as he and the five Other Tigerkins engaged the Third Dire Wolf.

Among the forces under Thirteen's command, they were the ones who were in a bad position.

Two of the Tigerkins were Rank 2, while the rest were Rank 1.

One of the girls was sent flying when the Dire Wolf swiped her away with its paws.

Fortunately, she was able to raise her shield on time, which minimized the damage that she received.

Even so, she now lay on the ground, with blood seeping out from the corner of her lips.

However, her sacrifice wasn't in vain.

Just as the Dire Wolf had sent her flying, Thirteen's arrow flew toward the wolf's eye, drawing blood.

A howl filled with pain and anger reverberated in the surroundings as the wolf's gaze locked on the small boy in the distance, who had already nocked another arrow on his bow, ready to fire at the next opportunity.

Perhaps, knowing that Thirteen's threat was greater than the rest, the Dire Wolf jumped over Percival and his teammates with the intention of charging in the boy's direction.

Adira, who had already disembarked on her carriage to watch the battle, took a step forward.

Her purpose for accompanying Zion on his hunt was to ensure that he was safe from harm.

Seeing that the Dire Wolf had now shifted into targeting him, the Drow had finally decided to make her move.

But just as she decided to intervene, something black and furry stood between the boy and the Dire Wolf.

Giga Chad screeched as it raised its paws to fend off the Dire Wolf's attack.

Although it was a Herbivore, it didn't mean that it didn't have the means of defending itself aside from its stink spray.

The sound of rustling wind also reached the Drow's ears, as the Pocopoco in the sky made a nosedive, ready to use its claws to scratch the Wolf's face in order to protect his Master, whom he vowed to serve for the next three years of his life.