"Excellent, Samira, keep going like that."
Ocius was watching a young girl fighting a great lion-like Wave Beast.
"¡Yes, Master!"
The young girl fought using all her strength against the Wave Beast as if her life depended on it. Of course, while she and the beast were equally matched in strength, she was never in real danger since Ocius could intervene at any moment.
The old man looked at the battle with a kind smile, yet there was another sentiment in his eyes as they followed the figure of the young girl—a flash of lust that he managed to conceal very well.
'Soon, very soon. I just need to make this little beauty more reliant on me.'
As these thoughts crossed Ocius' mind, his eyes widened as a figure with a red helmet emerged from the shadow of the trees, dashing toward him at a speed he could not respond to. Before he could make a move, the attacker landed a ferocious blow on the lower side of his abdomen, right above his Evolution Core.
