A good hunter was the one who knew her preys well, and for ten years Yora had been thought what were she had to chase and what were she had to run from.

A Roaring Rabbit for example, was a scarlet furred rabbit that used its ear-piercing scream both to impair its prey and drive out its predator. The first time Yora got a taste of its sound magic it made both her ears bleed.

Roaring Rabbit's fur was soft and its meat was delish, it also was the most abundant monsters in the woods around Audville and the least dangerous one, so it was obviously on the game list. One only need not to approach it until it completely died.

Leech Liger was a game, a much more difficult one, but a game nonetheless. It was a white furred Liger with a pair of long emerald canines. One must not engage it in a close combat, as it had the ability to stick on its opponents no matter how slight it successfully claw or bite their flesh, and its blood magic would suck the life out of them within minutes. Belfour, one of the three hunter in the village fell victim to it. She was told he was kind of pride and hot tempered so he engaged it in a melee fight once he had successfully impaled it with three arrows. His foolishness led him to his death and she was given his hunting territory when she rose as a hunter.

Leech Liger's pelt was hard and its meat was tough, but it had much more fur and meat than Roaring Rabbit, and it was much more easier to fulfill the meat and pelt quota by hunting one big game than multiple small one. Also its emerald fangs was useful to get on the good side of the only healer in the village, Hilda. Because apparently it was quite versatile ingredient to make various medicines.

Burning Boar was unique, it was a game where it should be hunted only if one was willing to lose a lot of traps and arrows. It had the appearance like a normal boar on earth, but this one could spontaneously combusted. The blast that happened when it activated its fire magic to shroud itself in flames could blow a steel leghold trap that held it. Once, Yora even saw a Leech Liger that had its long fangs stuck deep into a Burning Boar had its head blown out by the Boar's magic. Fortunately, the blast was once per activation, and Burning Boar was known to keep its flame on throughout the battle, so one only need on caution when the boar hadn't burning. Still, hunting it down required a lot of resource, because its red hot flame often burned down the wooden arrows before it hit the body, and even when the arrow did hit, the penetration was shallow, so one must kept shooting it down continuously to kill it.

Burning Boar's pelt was useless but its tusk was valuable, peddlers that came to the village once every four months loved to buy it, they told the hunters that there was a decent market for it among the alchemists.

Next was Vulture Viper, a monster that was obviously not a game. It was a pitch-black snake that feed on rotten carcasses. Its venom was so lethal, people who was bitten by it usually didn't bother to cry for help and straight out biting off their nails to write off their will on their clothes. Nothing good came out of it, its pelt was unusable and its meat was inedible. Hunters couldn't use its venom because it had properties of rot magic that made the flesh rot in a matter of hours, rendering their main task as meat provider useless.

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Wood Worm was also a no go. One must have a keen eyes not to mistake it for ordinary tree. For if one unsuspectingly got near it, it would bend its tree-like body at a blinding speed to snatch out one's head, and leaving the rest of the body to lure other monsters to get near it. Its wood magic was a low tier but enough to give itself a tree-like appearance and change its tag to [Tree]. Fortunately, one could identified it by throwing stone at it and it would react by wriggling. Trained eyes could also spot it among the real trees because it had this hard-to-explain appearance of a fake that tried too hard to look like the real thing. And like Vulture Viper, neither its bark nor its meat was useful.

Then there was Werewolf, a monster that was completely on different level of danger it made the previous ones seem manageable. That humanoid monster with elongated arms and legs along with its inhuman strength and speed was not even on the last list a hunter wanted to encounter. Its arm could cut down a tree and left a deep marks on a boulder with a single swing. Its legs enhanced its agility it could even dodge a rain of arrows. Throughout Audville's sixty years of history, it only had encountered Werewolf thrice, and on the two out of three encounter it left so much death and destruction the villagers hailed it as the most dangerous being in Audville's surroundings.

The first encounter was on the fourteenth year since Audville was founded. Some elders said it was on broad daylight and a hunter with a cut off arm running around the village while screaming for help. Hadn't had explained what was going on, some of the eastern part of the wooden wall that surrounded the village was abruptly blown off, and with it entered the Werewolf. What happened after that was a slaughter, for no men in the village was strong enough to stop the beast, not even after the other three hunters and five watchmen worked together. The village survived only because the monster couldn't eat all its denizen, it left as soon as it had its fill. After some kind of investigation, it was suspected the fleeing hunter unintentionally led the monster to the village, and from then on hunters were sworn to die alone in the woods.

The second encounter was on Audville's thirty-sixth year. Some said it was midnight, a woman loudly banged the chief's door she ended up waking up the surrounding neighbors. When she was given a chance to explain she told the chief and the people she unintentionally woken up that a strange thing had happened.

On the evening before the night came, she was confused why her husband hadn't come home. When she tried to leave for the woods the two watchmen on duty stopped her and tell her that they would search for her husband in her stead. After agreeing to that offer she went home and waited, but when the midnight came and no news reached her she tried to meet the watchmen again. What she found at the village gate however was an empty post, not a single one of the two watchmen she met was there.

After some discussion it was decided to wake up other off-duty watchmen and hunters. When the night passed and the sun finally rose the hunters and watchmen did a large scale search. The only thing they found however was an arm, a leg, and a head. the arm and the leg each was belong to the two watchmen she met at the evening, and the head was her husband's. There were cut down trees that obviously not a lumberjack's doing and claw marks on some stone and ground. Later, it was concluded her husband had died while fulfilling the hunter's oath.

The third encounter was four days before the talk about who would go on periodical visit to nearby city happened. It was high noon and Yora came back from the wood while shouldering Werewolf dead body.