Guding concealed himself on a large tree, his gaze piercing through the dense foliage, fixed intently on a canine genetic beast.
The fierce creature, over ten meters long, its entire body covered in black fur, lay on the ground tearing at its meal, occasionally emitting sounds of bones cracking in its mouth.
When feeding, predators' alertness was at its lowest, which was also when they were most prone to going berserk. For them, food was everything, and they would even kill their own kind for it.
However, this time the predator was not it, but Guding, lurking nearby.
Predators engrossed in their meal had few weaknesses, as they instinctively knew how to protect themselves in such an environment. Nonetheless, Guding waited for it. It made a fatal mistake, biting too large a piece, causing a long bone to get stuck in its throat.
