(Tom's PoV)
The dawn wind was cold and harsh, bringing the taste of salt into my lips. The sun had not come out yet, but the beach was full from the fiery red and glowing white armies. The warmth of the fire coming from both the Merapi Army and the White Army's flame bearers were colliding in the air, making the usually warm temperature of beach turned even hotter.
Things escalated pretty quickly ever since the mysterious creature that had been haunting the town was spotted and escaped quickly before anyone from Merapi Army could react. Merapi Army accused my presence to sabotage their work as I only watched the creature calmly without making any move. I mean, what's the point of chasing after the creature that I knew I could capture now that I knew what it looked like?
I only needed to know the shape, the form, and the smell to be able to capture it. After all, as the Guardian of Death Volcano, any volcanoes under the sea was basically my own turf.
