"Why?! Why?!"
The moment Adrian's desperate cry echoed through the chill night air, there was a stirring within the belly of the behemoth.
From the belly of the beast, a crimso light raised.
With a movement as graceful as a dance, the figure extended a hand as pale as the most exquisite jade, a single finger tracing a line from the beast's snout down to its tail.
Snap!
It was as if he had unzipped a colossal coat, the beast burst forth from the earth's surface, rolling and churning in a tumult of silent agony. But it remained eerily quiet, its pain displayed only by its convulsions, clear as day to anyone who dared to look. From its mouth to its tail stretched a thin crimson line that seeped fresh blood, painting the monstrosity in a hue of life's essence.
The shadowy creature, once thought to be invulnerable, was bleeding.
