Flames shot up into the sky, and golden light flooded the mountains. The sheer force of the shockwave cracked the rocks throughout the canyon.
Azura, who arrived a bit late, was startled.
In her memory, she had never seen Timothy go this hard before.
Feeling a bit uneasy, Azura asked, confused, "Why'd you go so overboard today? I think I heard that Beast King say something about you being... uh, into him. Could it be... he was right?"
"Right, my ass."
If Azura weren't his pet beast, Timothy would've smacked her too.
He'd been so disgusted by this ox monster for days that he almost couldn't keep his food down.
But, to be fair, the "into him" part wasn't entirely wrong.
Timothy pulled out a small knife and stabbed it straight into the Beast King's abdomen, extracting a Demonic Beast Essence from within.
The Beast Monarch Essence was a faint golden color, and since the Beast King had only just died, the essence was still warm.
