?Originally, the Unicorn thought that it was going to be an easy battle. It might lack strength, but it was fast, deadly, and able to wield many magical attacks that could annihilate even Rank 5 Sovereigns without a problem. It could also do short and long distance teleport, allowing it to attack and escape without any problems. It should have been an easy battle, but to its surprise and frustration, the monsters fighting against it were very cunning and didn't fear it in the slightest. Usually, lower ranked monsters would be too intimidated by its mere existence, running away almost immediately. Aside from the Beholder living on the Fourth Island, the Unicorn doesn't have any rivals within the Arcadian Archipelago. As the First Island's Apex Predator, it hunted monsters—not the other way around. But this time, a group of Sovereigns and Alpha Monsters were teaming up against it. Even after about fifteen minutes of fighting, its opponents only suffered minor injuries. This made the Unicorn start doubting itself, wondering if it had become dull after not fighting any strong opponents for nearly a decade. Unfortunately, it didn't have time to ponder such things because a spiked mace was only inches away from its face. Using its Blink Ability, the Unicorn reappeared behind the Ogre, intending to use its horn to pierce its heart from behind. But as if expecting this move, the second Ogre readily unleashed an attack, directly hitting the side of the Unicorn's face and sending it skidding a few meters away. A small wound appeared on the Unicorn's face, making it neigh loudly. Dark clouds gathered as if to answer the Unicorn's call before a lightning bolt descended from the sky and hit its horn. "Die!" The Unicorn unleashed an area of attack lightning spell, which was enough to turn Rank 4 Monsters instantly into charcoal. But to its surprise, the Ogres and the Trolls that it targeted were nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, the ground under its feet gave way, making the Unicorn fall into a sinkhole. Four strong hands grabbed its legs, holding it in place. However, the Unicorn teleported away, freeing itself from its captors. 'Can they also teleport?!' the Unicorn thought. 'I've never seen Ogres and Trolls teleport before!' While it was thinking about these absurd thoughts, several hooks were thrown in its direction in an attempt to capture it. The Unicorn easily dodged and blinked away from these attacks. But as if predicting where he would land next, O1 and O2 both threw their spiked clubs with all the strength they could muster, sending them flying like cannon balls. As soon as the Unicorn reappeared in the battlefield, the two Spiked Clubs collided with its body, making it stagger. 'How?!' The Unicorn couldn't believe that someone had managed to predict where it would appear, for this had never happened in the past. It then heard the whistling of wind, forcing it to summon a barrier around its body. Several arrows bounced harmlessly from the barrier it created, but the Trolls never stopped their barrage and continued to fire in their direction. While the Unicorn was fending off these attacks from a distance, the ground under its feet gave way for the umpteenth time, forcing it to teleport three consecutive times. It had learned that a single teleportation was not enough because its enemies seemed to always know where it was going to appear next. Although the injuries it received were healing due to its body's Holy Property, the Unicorn was still very annoyed, unwilling to accept the fact that a bunch of Rank 5 Monsters were giving it a hard time! Little did the Unicorn know that although it was indeed a strong monster, the Ogres and Trolls had faced someone stronger than it. After facing off against the Majin Prince, Thirteen's subordinates were resolved to not die the same way they did in the past. All of them trained very hard as they accompanied their Master on his three-year-journey across the Main Continent of Solterra. During one of their travels, they encountered a Rank 7 Unicorn and battled against it. This was why they were well aware of the Unicorn's abilities— they had already experienced fighting one before. Thirteen had created a strategy that would allow his subordinates to fight monsters stronger than them. With this strategy, all the monsters under his command had become bonafide "Monster Hunters". Hunters who hunted opponents that were stronger than them! The strategy was really simple. Rocky would remain underground and bring anyone whose lives were in danger inside its Mobile Fortress. He would then eject them in the enemy's blindspot, allowing them to land a blow. The Troll Shamans would predict where the Unicorn would appear and tell their comrades to attack in that direction. Thanks to the teamwork that they had polished for the past three years, all of them moved like a single unit, able to dish out a constant supply of damage to their enemies while only suffering minor injuries. In simpler terms, they were playing dirty! Thirteen had drilled into their heads that they couldn't afford to fight fair and square against opponents who were stronger than them. Almost all the monsters that faced Thirteen's subordinates died unresigned and frustrated. It might be a stretch to fight against a Rank 9 Sovereign, but it was still possible to deal with a Rank 8 Monster. They might not win the battle, but they would certainly not lose. Even if their opponent were able to heal and regenerate its injuries, Giga and the others fought and treated the Unicorn as a training dummy that aided their practice to help them grow a little stronger. An hour later, the Unicorn panted for breath while covered with Giga Chad's spray. It felt ashamed and embarrassed of its current state, but its opponents refused to die. Rocky made sure that everyone was safe and stayed hidden underground, away from the Unicorn's attack range. Truth be told, if the Unicorn didn't know how to teleport, it would have suffered serious injuries by now. Giga watched with regret as the Unicorn purified its body with its holy properties, removing his acidic stink spray that would have melted any Rank 3 Monsters that got hit by it directly. Thirteen's monsters were all exhausted, but their eyes were still brimming with determination. None of them wanted to experience the same helplessness they felt when they were up against Arundel in the past. So, now that they were facing off against a strong opponent, all of them gritted their teeth and used the fighting style Thirteen had ingrained into their heads and bodies.