The Platinum-ranked beasts exchanged glances, and there was no longer the same fury in their eyes. They became serious, thoughtful, even gloomy. They recalled not only what happened here, but also what they saw outside.
Those smug grins of creatures from other worlds... They took away the seeds of the law from those who managed to get to them before. They killed anyone who tried to resist. They looked down on the local beasts and creatures as useless trash that could be thrown into the Dungeon to test someone else's strength.
And in front of them, a bloody Gatekeeper appeared in the sky. He didn't finish them off. He didn't scoff. He didn't make a spectacle of their deaths.
He simply showed them his absolute superiority and offered them a choice.
