"Shhhhh…"
Placing my finger in my mouth, halting my steps, I put my hand to the side and indicated to Kevin to stop moving.
"We're here…"
Currently, we were at the end of a tunnel, right before the entrance of where the first boss of the dungeon was located.
Leaning against the edge of the tunnel, stealthily peeking behind the edge of the wall, I soon noticed a furry creature resting at the center of the room.
Flashing its terrifying eyes and flickering its tongue was a monster known as the hodag. A monster that came from American folklore.
The hodag was a fearsome critter-type creature that resembled a large bull-horned carnivore with a row of thick curved spines that protruded down its back. A thick green fur coated the monster's body as its two large fangs dripped saliva on the ground.
According to legends, the hodag was said to be born from the ashes of cremated oxen, as the incarnation of the accumulation of abuse the animals had suffered at the hands of their masters.
