In the hidden depths of the forest, dangers were in every corner. During the nighttime, the thick white mist blinded the eyes and the chilling air froze you to the bones. Once morning arrived, thousands of ferocious mutated animals as big as the hills roamed for prey. Among them lived the weakest species on the Continent, the Monster Species. They only survived with their tough bodies in the midst of a world ruled by magic power. To avoid the eyes of the wizard rulers, they had to hide in secluded places; in the caves shrouded by shadows or in the dark underground where filth was brimming. But, continuing to hide was not a solution. When warbeasts sharpened their claws, elves polished...