Once, the Great Elder Tree stood high and mighty, its vast branches spreading lush greenery across the land. Now, in its place looms a fortress of terror, its spires piercing the blood-red sky, guarded by Mongrod’s cyber-enhanced minions. The jungle, once a home to all Monanimals, was now burnt to the ground, and the air was choked with ash and despair. Bones littered everywhere, houses turned to debris, the landscape became a ghost of the past. The dark clouds of wrath were everywhere. In th...