"You can't be planning to take on a vortex of Knulls all on your own, are you?"
The voice resonated behind Ryuk—none other than Aster—but her eyes flashed when she saw it. A dark crimson aura surged all over Ryuk, dancing on his shoulder.
Ryuk's crimson eyes were now flaring with an incredible, murderous aura, yet his face remained emotionless as he looked at the Knulls advancing toward him.
Ryuk could see them well now.
His worst foes.
The creatures he hated the most in his life.
The Knulls were a special group of creatures in that they were no different from mutated beasts.
Even the Knull that had killed Uncle Bob had taken the shape of a bird. And that was how the Knulls were.
Some of them looked like tigers. Some looked like lizards. All took various animal forms, with a few distinguishing features—some had five legs instead of four, some had five tails instead of one.
