Chapter 73: The Generalist

Bees only minded their business unless one dared to poke their hive.

A Phoenix didn't cry unless one dared to look down on it.

And a Dragon didn't roar unless one dared to defy its might.

The essence of all Beasts had lied in their unpredictability.

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2021, Dungeon (New York)

"AAAAAHHHHH… !"

Boomie's eyes were entirely red and, from their corner, tiny streams of blood were seeping out. His beastly screams echoed in the Dungeon and drool mixed with blood came out with it.

Aldrich had tightly wrapped his hands around Boomie's torso, trying to hold him down. Even with his strength, Aldrich saw himself getting dragged just a little. He narrowed his eyes, seeing Boomie's ruptured muscles and the visible flesh under his skin.

"BASTARD! I will kill you!"

Boomie shouted, looking at his father's head. Mr. Delmar's face had many knife wounds, with blood dripping down from it. Both father and son had the same hair and the hate in their eyes for each other was the same too.