When the vessel finally landed, Kai Syaoran was the first to step off the ship. He was much too tired of the cramped space. The moment he stepped off the ship, a nearby station worker who had been cleaning the nearby vessels fainted the moment he set eyes on the seven-foot demonic beasts. The demonic beast was covered by white fur from head to toe. Its muscles seemed to be beams of steel that had been molded onto its body. Its single arm was wider than his waist.
It had bright yellow eyes and when these eyes landed on the human male, he felt as though he had been seen through down to his core. Before the beast, even gods would be too lucky to keep a single secret.
The beast did not wear any shoes and it did not wear any proper clothes. It had a simple dark cloak and a simple trouser. Its chest was out in the open. Its curved black claws were so sharp that the man could have sworn that when he looked at them, his soul had been sliced in two.
