Aariv was starting to get bored.

He had been following the group of humanoids for several hours now, only stopping due to him getting hungry. Heck, he levels up to two, that how long he has been following them. All, they've been doing is killing monsters and gathering plants and they didn't give him a single chance to hypnotize them since they never leave each other's side.

Aariv sighs. It would seem that he would forcefully separate them if he wanted to have a chance to hypnotize one of them.

He could kill just all but one and just hypnotize the survivor into helping him. He was after all, stronger than them, but...Come on, he wasn't a monster, they hadn't try and harm him, yet.

Now...How does he go about splitting them up? Hmm...He'll have to a quick look at what skills he has right now before making a decision.

Name: Aariv

Species: [Incognita] - Lv. 29

Skills:

[Peck] - Lvl. MAX

[Passive Skill: Flight] - Lvl. MAX [Passive Skill: Night Vision] - Lvl. MAX [Stealth] - Lvl. 12

[Appraisal] - MAX [Moderate Pain Resistance] - Lv. 1 [Peck] - Lv. 5

[Scratch] - Lv. 9 [Hypnosis] - Lv. 9 [Will] - Lv. 2

[Ice Magic Mastery] - Lv. 1 [Ice Manipulation] - Lv. 6 [Forest Magic Mastery] - Lv. 2

[Forest Manipulation] - Lv. 5 [Earth Magic Mastery] - Lv. 4 [Earth Manipulation] - Lv. 7

[Water Magic Mastery] - Lv. 1 [Water Manipulation] - Lv. 8 [Wind Magic Mastery] - Lv. 5

[Wind Manipulation] - Lv. 8 [Ice Arrow] - Lv. 8 [Ice Claws] - Lv. 5

[Stone Claws] - Lv. 7 [Vine Whip] - Lv. 8 [Stone Spikes] - Lv. 7

[Stone Wall] - Lv. 3 [Ice Wall] - Lv. 3 [Barkskin] - Lv. 5

[Stoneskin] - Lv. 6 [Roots Strike] - Lv. 3 [Wood Wall] - Lv. 2

[Fog Create] - Lv. 2 [Water Bullet] - Lv. 8 [Wind Bullet] - Lv. MAX

[Gust] - Lv. 8 [Bubble] - Lv. 6 [Ice Spikes] - Lv. 7

[Passive Skill: Danger Sense] - Lv. 1 [Blood Mastery] - Lv. 1 [Blood Manipulation] - Lv. 2

[Blood Armor] - Lv. 5 [Mana Sight] - Lv.1 [Fire Magic Mastery] - Lv. 2

[Fire Manipulation] - Lv. 5 [Mana Manipulation] - Lv. 2 [Cooking] - Lv. 7

[Skinning] - Lv. 8 [Fire Resistance] - Lv. 5 [Fireball] - Lv. MAX

[Passive Skill: Lesser Regeneration] - Lv. 5 [Moderate Fear Resistance] - Lv. 8

[Passive Skill: Eyes of the Beholder] - Lv. 1

Stats:

[Available Stat Points: [34]

[Strength]: 345

[Endurance]: 298

[Wisdom]: 402 (+35)

[Agility]: 398

[SP]: 632

[Mana]: 745

Opening up his stats, and scanning through his skills, Aariv formed a plan. He was gonna formed some fog to obscure their visions and then—

Where the fuck were they? Aariv's head rapidly moves around as he tries and spots where the group is. "Fuck," He curses as he spread his wings and took flight.

The owl flew through the forest looking for the humans, dwarf, and elves and found them setting up camps and it was nighttime. Aariv angrily ate the horned rabbit he just caught as he stared at them.

"Finally found ya," Aariv mutter. He waited for them to finishes setting up camps, and for them to go to sleep. After a while, they finally went to sleep, each going inside a tent.

Aariv noted that out of the five, only the mage didn't share a tent with someone. He jumps down and flew silently toward the tent, he landed on the land and peek into the wizard's tent.

Inside the tent, was the mage turning around and around as he try and sleeps. Aariv however, didn't try and step one foot into the tent. Why? Why because his instinct keeps telling him that he shouldn't.

He then proceeds to activates [Mana Sight], reasoning that whatever inside the tent that was setting his danger sense off, had something to do with magic because that was a mage in the tent, and magic needs mana. Using the skill, Aariv saw...Nothing, he spotted nothing.

The only traces of mana that he could see was the fucking mage himself!

So why were his senses telling him that he shouldn't step into the tent? Why? Why? "Fuck it, I'm getting out here," Aariv hisses. He steps away from the tent away and was starting to fly when he saw the ground shaking.

Aariv watches in horror as the scales face of a drake erupt from the ground and crawled out of the ground, crushing the tent that the mage was in, killing the mage.

The drake then proceeds to throw back its head and let out a roar that sent Aariv flying and caused him to slammed his back into a tree. The owl let out a grunt of pain as he slides to the ground.

[Elder Earth Drake] - Lv. 65 - A cousin to dragons, the elder earth drake is a drake who has live for eons. It controls the earth to do its bidding, and it skins is the hardest there.

Stats:

[Strength]: 9,125

[Endurance]: 10,986

[Wisdom]: 6,876

[Agility]: 4,456

[SP]: 9,876

[Mana]: 10,865

It was the same drake, it was the same GODDAM FUCKING DRAKE! It had the same stats, same levels and it was here messing up his plans!

Aariv was so caught in his anger that he didn't notice that everyone in the tents rushing out of their tents. The Earth Drake glances at them and lets out another roar, spikes erupted out of the ground killing the human, dwarfs, and elves.

When he saw what the drake did, Aariv gave the drake one hateful glare before he ran. His plans ruined, and his pride was broken.