"Roar!"
A furious tiger's roar erupted through the slightly sparse forest, startling several birds perched on the treetops.
As a powerful predator at the very top of the food chain, this large carnivorous feline had once been known as the "king of beasts."
Here on the Aifala Continent, perhaps the existence of Magic Particles had allowed many terrifying magical beasts wielding incredible powers to occupy even higher positions in the food chain.
But to ordinary beasts without supernatural powers, as well as the vast majority of ordinary people, tigers still remained synonymous with "danger."
A terrifying growl echoing from deep within the forest could often make people's backs prickle and their hands and feet sweat, even when it came from far away.
The same was true now.
Although no other high-grade intelligent creatures existed in the Ritual Secret Realm besides the adventurers, that highly penetrating roar still sent many small beasts fleeing in panic through the surrounding woods.
However, these low-intelligence animals clearly hadn't sensed the indescribable emotion in the tiger's roar that made it completely different from usual.
"Drip."
Warm, viscous blood slowly dripped from the shredded flesh where the fur had been torn open, staining the muddy ground below a dull reddish brown.
This was a medium-sized brown-striped tiger, commonly found in forests and hilly regions.
Its body was nearly three meters long. Brown-black stripes covered its entire body, while muscles with tremendous explosive power hid beneath its thick fur and layers of fat. Its unique feline reflexes drove its sturdy, powerful body like lightning.
Its furry paws, planted on the meadow, were even larger than an adult's face. With only a little force, they could easily pin prey to the ground, after which its jaws would crush the prey's throat and turn it into nothing more than