The terrain of the drifting rock had undergone a drastic change when compared to some hours prior.
Across the lands of the terrain, there were numerous deep craters. In one of these craters, Anon laid unconscious, tattered and beaten severely.
His eyes were open, however they lacked focus. In several parts of his body, bones pierced through his skin and blood seeped, forming a pool under him.
The short white beast man stood outside of the crater, observing Anon in silence. Ever since its transformation, it acted very strange.
Dumb at times, beastly in other times, and yet it was capable of this since back then. Such a nature was almost akin to an intelligent lifeform rather than a beastly creature.
Grinning, the creature stepped into the crater. Every step it took caused the earth beneath its feet to crack and shatter.
