He moved silently up behind her. On the secretary's computer screen, a large tattoo stared back at them—an intricate design that looked like a dagger, etched with eerie precision.
He fixed his gaze on it. He'd managed to pinpoint the murder's location, but the dense magic in the area had blocked everything else. When the barrier around the site erupted in a storm of demonic energy, his eyes snapped open, bracing for the backlash of mana depletion. That's when he spotted it: a brilliant tattoo glowing fiercely on someone's chest, cutting through the chaos like a beacon.
"...Is it the goddess?" he muttered aloud, his mind racing.
"Have you gone mad?" his secretary shot back, her tone sharp.
"There's rumors that the demon beast 'Tigris' has been reincarnated—we've even spotted a full-grown Leviathan. It's just my speculation that the goddess must be alive," he shrugged, brushing off her skepticism.
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Tigris
Level: Apex Grade 1
Specie: Demon Beast
