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“Grrr!!”
Crash!! Splatter!!
A beast needed instincts to function.
The instinct to hunt for the sustenance needed for survival.
There were other instincts, such as sensing danger and fleeing, but the strongest instinct for Behemoth was the drive to devour.
Crunch!! Crack!!
[Behemoth!! Stop! You’ve gone too far!]
This was something Megalodria had often said in the past. Behemoth only ever let go of its victims when Megalodria—a being not quite of the same kin, but close enough to be regarded as such—restrained it.
Brutal, savage, and with an unparalleled ferocity, Behemoth was a living tyrant, an embodiment of the God of Calamity.
And yet, it had bowed its head to humans—what it believed to be lesser beings, with the exception of Shane.
Grrrrr…
And so, it was only natural for him to have built up a fury that defied imagination. He seethed with rage, wanting to tear the human in front of him apart and then annihilate all of humankind next.
For Behemoth, rage was what fuelled its strength.
The fiery anger boiling inside it began to erode its rationality.
As it had always done, it planned to kill. It was going to get rid of the human in its way and rip apart the one dressed in white.
Just when its chilling, oppressive presence was about to erupt from within, something fleeting crossed its shallow memory.
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