Sitting on the chest of Aldwin Delte, Zion stared down at him with a chilling smile that showed off all his sharp teeth in the faint moonlight.
After recovering from the shock of the beast appearing in the darkness, Aldwin scowled, "Get off me!"
His hand glowed as he hurried to activate a spell, but before he could, one of the tails suddenly slammed down onto his arm.
While it looked fluffy, it felt as heavy as metal, and it broke his arm, causing him to almost scream in pain.
Zion didn't want him to make this end yet, so he used a paw to cover his mouth and prevent him from screaming, '"Naughty boy. You shouldn't attack someone who hasn't attacked you."' Zion wasn't worried about him as he had already analysed the kid.
[[Species: High Elf
Name: Aldwin Delte
Age: 11
Occupation: Mage
HP: 200/200
STR: 10
AGI: 12
DEF: 5
