Mark and his Underlings dealt with the Monsters without much difficulty.
'Evolving would be tough. Ever since that Unique Evolution...' Mark wondered, as he stared at his open palm.
Mark started walking toward the dead Monsters one by one.
'It allowed me to get the best body parts from the different Monsters I had defeated at the time... But that meant the creation of some kind of hybrid unique Monster...'
He started munching on the different unmoving bodies laying on the ground.
'There's so obvious Evolution for this body. I'll probably have to turn into an entirely different Monster Species...'
Mark was right.
His body was unique.
The strong muscles and sturdy bones of Royal Minotaures.
The hard protective scales of Lower Wyverns.
The sharp fangs of Inferior Drakes.
The retractable and deadly claws of Superior Velvet Werewolves.
The light yet powerful wings of Lower Demons.
