"Impossible."
One word from Lord Fergio.
That was all it took to summarise what everyone in the room thought.
Before their very eyes, a dead burnt corpse had somehow evolved to become a Greitor.
That was something unexpected, something unusual—that had never been heard of before in the history of humanity.
It broke the very laws of their world.
But currently, the "how" could wait.
A fully fledged Greitor was in their sights.
At this point it was either it or them that would walk out of this alive.
They all drew their weapons, preparing themselves for what could be the battle of their lives.
However, despite the growing hostility towards it, the creature's multiple eyes only locked onto one individual in their midst.
It didn't look like it was out for them, no.
It was the red-haired prince.
SCREE!
The creature charged before any of them could blink.
