Rael's POV
The ground beneath me trembled, shaking with each stroke I made, slicing the nyx and ripping it out of its teether. The temporary flesh born out of darkness sizzles and corroded into ashes.
Its shrieks remained without a form, falling into an eternal slumber.
Thud.
My claws were stained in their deep-rooted fluid, smudging between my nails and flesh, and its overly rancid smell made me choke in the air a few times.
How come humans couldn't smell something so stinky?
I moved from the final killing spot, overlooking the terrain from a higher ground and calculating my next strategy in this hunt which seemed endless since a year ago. Traveling between two realms was not easy, the toll cost me a dead-day slumbering.
Shriekkkkk!!!
I stomped onto the nyx appearing from a
