"GaahH! Aaah!!!!" the chieftain wallowed in misery as his screams rendered the nearby forest speechless. His entire body wiggled, but the evident struggle was met with naught as Lyon locked his arm with his foot. The free left hand tried to reach out for Lyon's face, but Lyon's other foot immediately kicked it away.
"It is, the monster's victory," Galaeron shook his head. "This era perhaps belongs to the humans, at least, to him."
"Do you think that we have a chance to kill him, Your Majesty," asked Agist. "If he is that strong and unstable emotionally, then wouldn't it be best to stop him now? The more we give him space and time, the more likely he would outgrow us. Easier to cut down the sapling than a tree."
