There was no strength in Pelerian's muttering voice.
We'd returned to the entrance of the circular corridor.
In the first tank was a mass of flesh with an unbearable appearance.
Random arm and leg-like things protruded from the round mass of meat.
'This is a chimera too?'
"Yes, it's a chimera."
'It's terrible compared to the chimeras you made before.'
Chimera Fafnir.
The first of Pelerian's chimeras that I fought and defeated.
No, it seemed terrifyingly strong at the time, but thinking about it now, it was weak.
Still, at least it had a proper appearance.
By proper, I don't mean good-looking, but that its body functioned properly.
In contrast, the chimeras here didn't have normal appearances.
'I guess you didn't have the technique yet back then?'
"What nonsense..."
Pelerian gave an unexpected answer.
