My Servant System

The bovine monster that Satanya was talking about was, of course, the largest, most muscular monster in sight, standing somewhere in the mid eights in terms of height and laden with bulging muscles.

Two sets of long, sharp horns sprouted from its head and curled around down towards its snout, which sported two tusks reminiscent of elephant tusks, creating a rather dangerous nest of keratin and ivory that threatened to tear whatever was on the receiving end of that apart.

All four of its legs were meaty pillars half as wide as I was tall, and just as tall as I was, supporting a giant barrel of flesh and muscle that was covered in a grassy fur coat that hid its whorled brown skin that almost looked like bark, except for the fact that it moved and stretched like skin.

It was imposingly large, and considering the smaller, less dangerous versions of it standing around munching on grass, this would be a battle against the entire herd, not just this singular bovine.

Though, as soon as Satanya mentioned steaks to the rest of the Demons, our course of action was set in stone as they all turned their hungry gazes towards the bovine, who blinked its four large brown eyes at us, wondering what the hell was happening as it watched more and more Demons crowd around it.

I let out a sigh as I glanced at Leone, who was watching this happen just as wryly as I was, the two of us the only 'sane' ones amongst this party as everyone else began to brandish their weapons and buff themselves with their magics, forcing the two of us to step forwards and begin to help this selfish attack on the otherwise peaceful and slightly adorable bovine monster that watched us from a few dozen feet away.

There were easily another dozen smaller bovine monsters grazing around, but as soon as the larger one let out a warning grunt, they raised their horned heads and stamped their hooves, looking around at the Demons around them.

Feeling the mana gathering around us, the larger bovine decided to not take a chance and instead snorted as it stamped its hoof once more, this time imbuing its thick leg with Earth Mana sending a wave of stone spikes towards us in warning.

Almost like a shockwave, the spikes stabbed towards us before shattering, sending sharp rock flying through the air towards us before a new row of spikes was formed, traveling across the flat top of the plateau with surprising speed.

However, our own Earth Mages stepped forwards and erected a wall, blocking the spikes and stopping the bovine's spell from reaching us, though considering its angry snort and second stomp, it would seem we were now deemed a threat since we blocked instead of running away.

This time, gnarled roots shot out of the gravel and dirt to stab towards our positions, the twisted wood leaping out of the ground before stabbing back into it to travel towards us from beneath the ground as well, causing Satanya to shout "Split!"

Leone leapt backwards, before beginning to enshroud herself in a ball of flames, raising herself into the air and away from the roots; meanwhile, the other mages were having similar ideas, their physical prowess not high enough to dodge a sea of deadly wood snaking beneath the ground, so they fell back and began to launch spells at the bovines, all while the rest of us started moving to the side before closing in, our blades ready as we drew closer to the herd.

Shaking its head, the large bovine snorted once more, raising its hoof threateningly and showing us the emerald green Ritual Circle that appeared beneath it, before stamping down again and sending another wave of roots spiraling towards is, followed by another assault of rock.

Some of the Demons - like Jahi - raised their mana imbued shields and planted their feet, creating small islands in this sea of rock and roots as they endured the attacks, preventing the roots from reaching them as they splintered in their mana instead.

The rest of us relied on our quick feet to dodge through the various attacks, jumping and rolling to avoid what we could whilst trusting in our Mana Cloaks to block the rest; and thanks to the mages in the back, we were receiving a mixture of direct support in the form of buff spells, and some indirect support as they launched spells towards the herd.

Firebolts flew through the air at breakneck speeds, slamming into the grassy hides of the bovines and eliciting shrieks of pain as they endured the initial barrage, the Water Mana lingering in the grass blocking the worst of the flames whilst their thicker skin and muscles helped alleviate the damages caused by the stones and rocky spears hurled their way.

This raid on the monsters and their leader was a precarious one for us both; for them, they had nowhere to run since their backs were against the edge of the plateau, making them dangerous, and we had the ability to run, but doing so would mean trekking through other monsters territories.

So... obviously, the solution was to just win, and with our melee leader shrouded in gold wielding a shield and sword far too large for even her size, and with two extremely deadly mages behind us, well... winning was relatively easy, just... time consuming.

After all, how easily can you hack through a woven armor of grass and roots, such thick, Earth Mana infused skin, and then the incredible muscles that laid beneath all of that?

It would take time, and as we reached the area around the giant bovine, we were no longer fighting against just it and its stomping spells, but instead against a herd of smaller, yet still deadly bovines that were coming to their leaders aid, mooing and snorting as they stomped over towards us at slow, yet extremely heavy runs, their sharpened horns lowered and aimed at our chests.