Bab 334: Wrath & Grief, I

Ani's face turned conflicted.

The Aura oozing out of the white-scaled Monster made it obvious that it wouldn't be a pushover anymore. That it wouldn't act as a punching bag anymore.

But the expression on its face was strange.

A Monster's face rarely expresses emotions. Not only that, but the scope of emotions able to be expressed by that face is narrow.

Boredom? Sorrow? A quiet rage? Frustration?

The Commander couldn't tell.

One thing was clear though.

-Let's get this over with- 

That's what the expression on the white-scaled Monster's face said. It reminded her of...

Mark extended his arm to the side.

He moved his shoulder, elbow, and wrist.

Crack- Crack- Crack-

He did the same for his right arm.

Crack- Crack- Crack-

Finally, he tilted his neck until it touched his shoulder.

Crack-