At the 12th Legion base…
Madness, this was freaking madness!
Any lizard that saw the state of the 12th Legion's base suddenly turned pale, their eyes bulging and their knees trembling from the shock. What bloody hell had happened here?!
The reddish fiery scene had turned bright blue, the blue of Lizardman blood! Then there were the corpses, countless of them, most of the time in pieces, their grime leaking.
This wasn't a base. This was a nightmare!
The stench of death and literal pools of blood!
Then, there was the crazed being that stood in the middle.
A white lizard that seemed so weak at first glance stood alone in the ocean of corpses, a small bonfire before him as he peacefully grilled some unknown meat.
Was he the one who had slaughtered them all alone?! He HAD to be: there was no one else around! What kind of terrifying monster was this?! Many cried in fright.
Hearing them, Jack glanced their way….
