Harmony fall, is it so bad?

“Kill him”

A simple and direct order that my wolves did not hesitate to obey, in a second they were already on the manticore, but it was not clumsy, when it saw that it was outnumbered, it did not hesitate to go back so as not to be surrounded

I immediately thought of a way to contrast that, and I sent signals to the wolves that had already been repaired, and they soon climbed the trees, positioning themselves on the target to jump on the manticore and start biting it. Meanwhile, I smiled when I heard her howls of pain and sent another signal to the rest of my wolves to surround her while she was distracted by the sudden assault.

My plan worked perfectly, although two of the five that fell on him had already been torn to pieces by his scorpion tail. Time was of the essence, I had to finish this fast.

Once surrounded, I ordered my wolves to aim at its legs and, if possible, at its tendons. Without its mobility, this would end quickly, but it seemed to realize that it was in danger, so it jumped and fell on its back, crushing not only the only wolf left on his back but three others who had apparently cornered him. Even so, it was not without a cost, his entire back was pierced by large and small sticks that tried to break free to rebuild my subject, further aggravating the injuries

It still wasn't enough, his body was very big, and his skin was very thick. My wolves only managed to cause superficial cuts, he needed more. I racked my brains, thinking about how to hurt him, but I couldn't think of anything. Every second that passed, I could only watch helplessly as I killed my wolves over and over again. I noticed that after each kill they slowed down, two of them didn't even respond anymore!

I had to bite down hard on my lip, almost bloody, to hold back my growing urge to run in there and kick it, bite it, and shoot bloody lightning at it! ...oh

Three seconds after the new information arrived, I jumped out of the bush, hoping my wolves were enough of a distraction.

... It practically noticed me the instant I left the cover of the bush. I had to admit that a red dot running in a straight line at full speed wasn't the best strategy either, I had to jump back to avoid getting decapitated with a claw and then run back where I came from

It already has me fed up! I could even feel myself choking on my anger

Closing one of my eyes, I could see how the manticore was chasing me almost in third person, which allowed me to dodge more easily and have what was necessary for a plan.

At one point, I stopped moving in circles around the area and started running in a straight line. The manticore did not hesitate to take the opportunity to jump and catch me, only I could see it, and I was immediately rammed aside by one of my wolves. I took my place to be torn to pieces in the jaws of that beast

Knowing what would happen, he did not take long to seize the opportunity and run to the beast's exposed neck before it had a chance to understand why it was choking on wood.

"GRAAAA"

A growl followed by a pathetic shriek came from the manticore when I pierced it with my horns, which was disgusting, and I'm not saying it because of the blood that got on me, but because of how it felt, I could feel everything—how I pierced the skin, the meat, and a lot of other things that I did not know or want to know what they were

These things are very sensitive!

"GRIIII"

He narrowly missed me, and if it weren't for my wolves jumping on the other side of his head and applying pressure, I couldn't waste any more time, so I focused my energy and let myself be carried away by the strangely familiar sensation of throwing a grate at Despite knowing that I never experienced something similar

The manticore stopped and began to convulse. Strangely, instead of lightning, what I released were green lightning bolts that reminded me a bit of the Sith from Star Wars. After a few seconds, the convulsions became too intense, so I couldn't keep up. Firm, and I shot off just like my wolves

I was too weak, even with the advantage in numbers, I could see the manticore wiping foam from its mouth, and although it looked hurt and exhausted, I still couldn't think of anything to finish the job.

I looked up, and I could see the smoke coming out of my horns, they needed to rest for a while, but he was already getting up and heading towards me with anger carved on his face. Although he looked doubtful, I was sure it was because of my sure expression. It was more terrifying than his own, his instincts must have warned him to be careful, which ruined any attempt at a surprise attack.

I couldn't take it anymore. I felt my anger rise up my throat, and I finally got over myself "DIE OF A GOOD VIEW-"

My screams of hate and curses were interrupted by a torrent of green flames that came from my mouth, which not only engulfed the beast but also the entire field.

Despite having its guard up, the manticore simply didn't expect an attack like that, perhaps because I didn't even imagine I could do that myself.

She seriously asked, what the hell? Am I part dragon or what?

“GIIIIII”

An even more piercing scream than the previous ones came from the manticore as it writhed desperately on the ground, and I could understand why. I recognized them immediately. Those were the flames that caused me so much pain, those were the ones that had killed me

I felt a slight chill seeing them again and remembering the traumatic event, but realizing that they were now my weapon, I began to feel a little more comfortable with them

Just a little.

But it came at a price, I could feel more tired and weak, to the point where staying on my feet was a challenge. However, there was something that caught my attention, I could see the flames engulfing the field and the trees, and yet, I didn't know. Instead, they concentrated on the remains of my fallen timberwolves and even the branches and rocks that were there before our arrival. Before long, they regrouped, and before my disbelieving gaze, they formed an unusually large alpha with a faint glow of green

The manticore, if it could still be called that, with all its fur missing and flesh exposed, no one would recognize it, was already suffocating from what little was left of my flames when it took a punch, followed by another and another.

The poor man tried to defend himself, but the alpha had no mercy. Even with the few hits he managed to land on the alpha, it didn't seem to affect him, he would only rebuild himself seconds later as if nothing had happened

In one of those exchanges, the alpha caught the manticore's claw and, with his other leg, hit him right in the elbow section, causing him to bend at an unnatural angle.

“giiii”

He didn't even yell anymore, he had no strength at all "Kill him" Once again, I gave the order, and my alpha did not hesitate to obey, grabbing the upper and lower parts of the manticore's head and quickly turning it at an angle of 90°

“CRACK”

A loud crack signaled the end of his life, and my first battle was won.

Four days later

A timberwolf carried in his snout a smooth and thin rock that he used as a tray on which he carried fruit juice and strips of almost raw deer meat to a hammock made of banana leaves and vine, among other things.

As soon as he approached the tray, it was enveloped in a green aura and floated to his mistress. With his mission accomplished, he proudly dedicated himself to fulfilling the next task, which consisted of slightly swinging the hammock for the next four hours.

Meanwhile, his master was having a great time

“BRUUB” I immediately covered my mouth with a helmet after releasing the primitive belch. I think I set a record

I settled back into my place while enjoying the sun and thinking about what I should do next since, since the first day, I had been short on responsibilities

After my big battle with the mutant cat, I decided to go back to the cave because I was too tired and hungry to do anything else. I even had to leave the damn cat's body, if its scorpion sting and slightly blackened blood were any warning. I caught it immediately, realizing that everything I did was out of a simple childish outburst, but to my surprise, my other groups did have more luck and came back with their mouths full of meat from different animals—nothing exaggerated, just some rabbits, deer, birds, and even a couple of fish

The following days I dedicated to reviewing what happened in the battle with the manticore. The first thing I noticed were my new predatory instincts. Before arriving here, the idea of torturing an animal in the way I did disgusted me, but now I almost laugh when I remember it. Apparently this body also caused me a psychological change, I should be careful with that

The next thing that stood out to me was the arrival of information, which made me realize that there was too much I didn't know, so I spent the first day racking my brain until I got some answers, which weren't many, just a few. A little bit of basic magic, it looks like I'll have to wait until the situation is right for more information

Then it was my wolves... They were very weak! Even I, without magic, could beat one to death if I was careful. Although they have been very useful these days, I just ask them for something, and they do it—cook, hunt, build, etc. I have no idea where they get the knowledge to do it, but it works

“Bttt”

A slight vibration in my horns informs me that my wolves have my order ready, so it's time to work. I have to admit that it reminds me a bit of my cell phone on vibrate mode

Ignoring that detail, I get up from the hammock and, along with five other recently created timberwolves who serve as my personal guard, head towards the cave, where I dive to the depths.

This brings me to the last of my discoveries, my influence on my creations. When I discovered that I could create them, I did not hesitate to do all kinds of experiments focusing specifically on ways to improve them, and if so many hours of playing Minecraft taught me anything, it is that after the wood comes stone

"Very good guys, download" At my signal, my new creations, the golems, were made entirely of stone, bipedal, with four arms, two were blades, and the others were shaped like blades or spikes.

They brought me an even larger pile of stones "Positions" At my signal, the wolves took their place on the pile of rocks, and as soon as they were still, I bathed them in my flames, which gave life to the stones, causing them to wrap around their bodies, creating lumpy, amorphous creatures that could barely stand upright

Faced with my mistake, I instinctively brought a helmet to my face, causing my headache to worsen "Next time, if I can do it" I said with a sigh as I approached them and began to manually reshape them, making sure to cover most of their bodies without hindering your mobility

In my experiments, I discovered that the denser and harder a material was, the more strength the final result would obtain, but that was not why it was better, my golems were proof of that, since despite their great strength and hardness, they are extremely slow, therefore I had to be creative

“Ready” In front of me were five modified timberwolves, their four legs, torso, belly, and head covered in a perfectly fitted shell of stone, and at the rear their tail had been replaced by a serpentine version with stone plates every two inches. Inspired by the manticore's usefulness during our fight

I looked at them with pride, and I can say without a doubt that they were the perfect combination that could be achieved with the materials I had available.

“Bttt”

With my work done, I returned to the surface to see what new things my wolves had brought me. I could see the usual things, some prey, fruits, more wood, and some new materials, which I did not hesitate to investigate. Although I had not yet found a use for them and was unlikely to do so, it didn't hurt to keep them

Who knows? They could be useful later

I had already made a small cellar for myself in the cave, where I kept almost everything I found.

"Uh? Hello, beautiful, I had not seen you before" My eyes immediately fell on the beautiful blue flower, which immediately stood out from all that garbage

'Maybe it's time to make a garden for myself' I thought as I went back into the cave, ready to spend the whole day with a flower on a minor task that I would surely delegate to my wolves later "I hope something interesting happens soon. I even started talking to myself"