Strange enough to be a coincidence, too interesting for fate to drag him here, a Chief Creature appeared in the distance, as Mel greeted him with a smile that hadn't been seen in a long time. With his jet-black hide, teeth extending from his upper jaw to his chest, and a sturdy body rising on all fours, his new foe rushed towards him.
He was so fast that his afterimage couldn't catch him when he changed direction, as if he had to fight not one but four Chief Beasts. The way was not clear for the leader of the pack, who watched his prey with his coral-green eyes, rushing like the wind through his subordinates.
