In that barren landscape on the outskirts of the base, there was nowhere to run or hide, not that running would do any good at that range, nonetheless–
Each of the special soldiers found death quickly approaching as the beast swept its hand towards them–CLANG.
"Huh–?" Zack stammered out.
Somehow, the gigantic reptile's sword-like claws were stopped before bisecting the soldiers' bodies. Even more confusing was the fact that it was via the appearance of another person; a soldier in a black, skin tight uniform of a unique structure.
"You're…" Zack recognized.
The tall, built man of silver hair calmly spoke while holding the beast's hand back with his blade, "Return to the beast, immediately."
["Sleuth Status"]
[...Assessing information about [Jotham]...]
[Name: Jotham]
[Age: 25]
[Designated Class: Slayer]
[Level: 50]
