Beast Evolution Forge

Chapter 63 Hunt 5

'Haah, when is he coming back, i thought he was close watching, did he ran off somewhere else?' Yenna thought, leaning against a tree while throw a core up in the air multiple times. She caught it with a soft thunk in her palm, her gaze drifting to the mangled remains of the hounds she had just dispatched. A sigh escaped her lips. This new power was exhilarating, intoxicating even, but it was also... lonely. She missed the reassuring presence of Vell, the silent promise of his protection.

'I hope he didn't get himself into trouble,' she mused, a hint of worry creeping into her thoughts. She tossed the core up again, higher this time, tracking its arc with a practiced eye. It was a small, blue stone, pulsating faintly with residual corrupted mana.

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"Maybe I should go look for him," she muttered to herself, catching the core once more. "But what if i leave and he comes back here..." Her fingers tightened around the stone. She wanted to go but she controlled herself and stayed put.

She closed her eyes, although she was worried about him, she couldn't help but appreciate the breeze and the corrupted mana in the air felt good against her skin. 'He made me like him,' she thought, a flicker of amusement crossing her mind. 'A crazy player that loves fighting, just like him.' The thought, which would have terrified her before, now brought a sense of belonging, of shared identity. She opened her eyes, her gaze settling on the blue core in her hand. 'I-'

She nodded and ran away.

The monster still did nothing, it now focused its deadly eyes on Vell but unlike Yenna, he stared back, without any fear in his eyes. "Were you just about to eat her?" His mana was overflowing, his eyes turned black as his power continue to rise. "do you have any idea how much i went through the last time she almost died? Do you think i will let something like that happen again?" His sword was already fully drawn and covered in mana, he was angry but not stupid, he knew how strong this thing was.

The monster was unfazed by his power. It let out a deafening roar made up of the different creatures that made up its form. The sound was both a challenge and a threat, echoing through the forest and sending shivers down the spines of any lesser creatures nearby.

Vell gripped his sword tighter, "You picked the wrong day to mess with me," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

[Careful, master. This creature is far stronger than anything you've faced before. Its corrupted mana levels are off the charts. A direct confrontation could be fatal.]

'I know.' This was a red dotted monster, and the dot was bigger than other, which meant that whatever this thing was, it was way above his level but despite that, he stood his ground.Nôv(el)B\\jnn