*Huff… Huff… Huff…* - In a secluded area, far from where Joane, Shen, and Ciona rested, the sounds of heavy breathing echoed through the air.
The foliage was stained with viscous blood, small shreds of tissue, and bodily fluids from some of the region's beasts.
Kizaer knelt in the Seiza posture, and a slightly larger quantity of vibrant crimson threads began to stand out amidst his black hair. His garments were soiled with the same blood and tissues scattered around him.
Around Kizaer lay the carcasses of eight Wild Beasts, known as Ivory Tigers, powerful creatures with claws as large as those of wild bears.
The Ivory Tiger's fangs could rend a First Transformation Synchronizer effortlessly. These tigers had thick, dark gray fur and were renowned for their tenacity and raw strength.
