On a grim, cold night, the giant green Lizard Fallen Species shrieked in agony. Its thick tail lashed out, smashing into the towering rock behind it with a deafening CRACK.
Yu Zhizhi's heart was about to leap out of her throat. With a flicker of her will, she transformed into a turtle and hid in a shallow burrow.
A shadow descended from the sky, landing steadily on the Fallen Species's head.
The black cloak wrapped around him whipped in the wind as his blood-red claws curled into a fist. He smashed it down onto the Fallen Species's iron-hard skull. A fountain of blood erupted, soaking his chest and staining the white Evil Ghost Mask on his face crimson.
After a final, agonized wail, the mountain-sized Fallen Species collapsed with a thunderous crash, like a skyscraper in an earthquake.
When the dust settled, the young man's figure stood atop the corpse, a ghostly silhouette.
