It was a gigantic beast, seven or eight meters tall. Its limbs were extra-jointed, with four arms and four legs. Its head was small compared to its body, but its elliptical eyes were jet black. When it opened its mouth to reveal its fangs, its forked tongue stuck out.
To bring such a creature from the universe where it belonged to the human realm only because it was a pet... That was the arrogance of humans.
A man or beast out of control would always prefer danger. But the worst of them were the fools who thought they could do anything and thought they were the center of the world.
Heathcliff was one of these fools. He came to Python City to visit his pet and was horrified to find it out of control.
The monster that had once been his friend and his helper was now doing its best to tear him to pieces.
"Damn it! What the hell is going on here?" he shouted.