'That beast,' Noah thought. 'was actually a mutated beast.'
The distinction mattered.
Mutated beasts had tough skin which had been enhanced by mana, so for Kael to reduce one to nothing but ash and bones said a lot about how powerful his black fire was.
It had probably been close to breaking through to advanced rank.
Yet, it had died in a single breath.
One breath from a creature the size of a small pup, and the mutated dog that had been approaching advanced rank was simply gone.
Kael, meanwhile, had descended.
He dropped from his hovering position with casual confidence, his wings folding as he landed on the chest of the corpse with a lightness that contradicted the weight of what he was landing on.
He stood there for a moment, his golden horns tilting slightly as he looked down at the burned body beneath him.
Then he scoffed.
The sound came through the mental link a fraction of a second before the words did.
'The stupid dog doesn't even have a core.'
