Zain knelt down.
His body was a wreck.
His wounds deep, his limbs shaking.
Every muscle screamed in pain, and he could barely keep his eyes open.
The world around him was starting to fade.
One of the beast humanoid slaves stepped forward.
A twisted smirk spread across its monstrous face.
The creature's body was a grotesque mix of man and beast.
It had the same strength and abilities as Valcair.
It smirked as it looked down at Zain's weakened form.
"Finally... you're finished."
The beast raised its massive claw, ready to deliver the killing blow.
But something snapped inside Zain.
Without warning, he lunged forward, his teeth sinking into the beast's neck.
The creature roared in pain, its body stiffening as Zain's bite went deeper.
The beast screeched, its claws tearing at Zain's flesh.
But it couldn't stop the raw force Zain was unleashing.
Blood flowed, but Zain didn't care.
His hunger was not for food—it was for power.
He had to consume to grow.
"Take him down!"
