In no time, Seth came upon the entrance of the camp, an entrance made of two long poles stuck in the ground and around 8 meters apart.
The grin on his face still not going down, Seth swaggered into the camp, his eyes sharp and peeled open as he forgot his initial interest in the camp and its soldiers, his eyes scanning for beasts immediately.
Chaos described the current state of the camp, but it wasn't the devastating kind of chaos, just the little one where the soldiers were running up and down, hammering their heads on how to silence their beasts.
Looking around, Seth counted a dozen beasts, and of the few that stood out, he counted three rank 8 beasts and two rank 9 beasts with the rest of them being lower-ranked beasts
Two of the beast were of the same species, spotting two horns at the side and one long horn jotting out of their forehead, they had four thick limbs and a kind of rough cracked scales that covered their blue body.