A Week Later
BOOM!
"Orion, get back!"
Ambrose flicked his wrist, teleporting Orion behind him—just a second shy before the blast of a beast with laser eyes could strike him.
He pulled out Grave Keeper, twirling it around both hands before stamping the staff on the rocky earth.
Roaring several meters ahead was a bipedal beast.
It stood over ten feet tall, with freakishly long arms ending in claws, rubbery pitch-black skin, and a wide maw filled with rows of fangs like daggers. And glowing red eyes that emitted tongues of energy, ready to explode out yet again.
[You know, this is ridiculously reckless of you, right?] Aura scolded in his head for the millionth time. [You're basically forcing the boy to fight—]
'No, I'm trying to teach him how to utilize his powers naturally. All he needs to do is imagine one of these freak shows no longer exists.'
