An 8-meter tall figure with white fur hopped in speed through the jungle. Each step it took created a heavy tremor as it crushed the trees, chasing a target who had been flickering through the jungle.
The more it chased, the angrier it got. Even though it had been chasing with all its might, its prey constantly slipped from its grasp. Instead of catching the prey, it received blade wounds all over its body.
Roooaaarrr!
It roared in annoyance. It really wanted to chase after its target to the world's end to crush him, but it ultimately stopped in its tracks.
No matter how angered it was, it knew it would never be able to catch up.
However, as soon as it turned around wanting to go back, the shadowy figure flickered back toward it and landed another deep cut, this time to the back of its knee.
Roooaaarrr!
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