The questions buzzed around the Revolutionary General’s ears like bees. One right after another, they spewed from the rambunctious little girls lips. He chuckled lightly to himself, resting his wrists on the pommels of his elusive, vibrant blades.
“You could say that.”
He listened on, allowing the young girl to ramble off her ambitions and dreams. It was quite the fascinating thing, listening to young in's aspirations. It reminded him of when he was a kid, how rowdy and determined he once was. Young, and ready to take on the world as a Revolutionary, Leonidas was quite the character. He used to scramble off with spunkcious ideas such as this. It brought a warm smile to his face, walking along the dirt path that led to the Proelium Depths. Brilliant rays of sun shined through the rooftop canopy, flushing the General’s face with a homely embrace.
His delight was cut short, leaves rustling in the air above the duo, fluttering to the forest floor. The trees shook with a hellashis stomp, rumbling the entire forest to it’s core. Leo had hoped they could take this stroll without having to deal with anything, but on Sarcina Island, peace was a rare commodity outside of Dentem City. Along the path, about 25 feet in front of them, a large, crazed looking, naked giant charged for them. Saliva dripped from between it’s two-by-four-sized teeth, it’s long thin lips curled into a sadistic smile. This was a rare breed of giant that inhabited Mors Brush, along with several other secluded types. This was the least rare out of the three. They have an interesting power, one with which allows them to instill pure fear upon those with weak willpower. One glance at their brutal, maniacal grin could be the death even some of the most powerful people in the world, including Leonidas.
Tier 4 Beast
“Tama-Chan... Run.”
“You could say that.”
He listened on, allowing the young girl to ramble off her ambitions and dreams. It was quite the fascinating thing, listening to young in's aspirations. It reminded him of when he was a kid, how rowdy and determined he once was. Young, and ready to take on the world as a Revolutionary, Leonidas was quite the character. He used to scramble off with spunkcious ideas such as this. It brought a warm smile to his face, walking along the dirt path that led to the Proelium Depths. Brilliant rays of sun shined through the rooftop canopy, flushing the General’s face with a homely embrace.
His delight was cut short, leaves rustling in the air above the duo, fluttering to the forest floor. The trees shook with a hellashis stomp, rumbling the entire forest to it’s core. Leo had hoped they could take this stroll without having to deal with anything, but on Sarcina Island, peace was a rare commodity outside of Dentem City. Along the path, about 25 feet in front of them, a large, crazed looking, naked giant charged for them. Saliva dripped from between it’s two-by-four-sized teeth, it’s long thin lips curled into a sadistic smile. This was a rare breed of giant that inhabited Mors Brush, along with several other secluded types. This was the least rare out of the three. They have an interesting power, one with which allows them to instill pure fear upon those with weak willpower. One glance at their brutal, maniacal grin could be the death even some of the most powerful people in the world, including Leonidas.
Tier 4 Beast
“Tama-Chan... Run.”