Hex pulled the reins. His mount scaled the steep wall, jumping behind the bear. Trapped in green vines, the beast couldn't hurt it.
Puchi!
Hex pierced his sword in the back of the bear. The faint outline of a bear's paw empowered his strike. The sword went into the bear, till its tip could be seen from the front.
The bear roared a last time before falling to the ground.
Hex jumped onto its body and cut deep into it. Within a few seconds he found its crystal and pulled it out.
"Well done everyone," Hestia shouted. "Clean up and we move."
Hex looked around him. Three corpses of beasts lay on the path. His suspicions grew stronger over time.
'After finishing the pack of wolves, we encountered a mountain lizard and two groups of bears.'
'If the outer regions had this many demonic beasts in the past, there would be no way I would have survived for so long.'
Hex wasn't the only one worried. The team was on high alert. They refrained from talking or resting too much.
