As everyone fought their various opponents, no one saw the short man's movements. He adjusted his position to be closer to Zion and the rogues' location.
While focusing on the rogue, Zion, however, had always been paying attention to the short man. Just like the man felt Zion was dangerous, Zion also thought that this man was the most hazardous, considering he could command this large group.
Zion leapt at the rogue while throwing a wind blast at him, forcing him to lose his balance and stumble.
In that split second, Zion leapt and crashed into the rogue's chest, knocking him down before he bit down on the rogue's neck and quickly tore through his flesh, dying his white fur red around his mouth and neck, painting a striking contrast that made him a lot more ferocious.
The rogue made gargling sounds as he choked on his blood, eyes wide.
