He felt like an imposter in a sea of monsters he had shackled himself to in a desperate bid for strength.
Around him, many wore pretty and handsome faces, but their characters were horrid.
Prideful.
Arrogant.
Killers.
Those who gazed at the weaker with the disdain of kings looking down on insects.
Yet some...
Damian's gaze flickered to Lyra Veyrin, catching her continued act of shyness around others. Some were unique monsters — ones who might have more beneath the surface.
Monsters without the same cruel streak as the rest.
He joined them in the elevator as Guardian Flameborn tapped a few keys, selecting the 150th floor. Her gaze was resolute as she nodded toward Becca and continued.
"ZENTHRA was forged under that mission years ago, its founder none other than the Interstellar Beast Master, Caelen Veylor. Listen closely. You need to understand ZENTHRA's history if you ever hope to be one of its revered Beast Masters."
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