Two Day Ago…
A massive serpent slithered weakly across the forest floor—its body long and sinuous, nearly ten meters in length.
Its crimson scales glistened like blood-soaked glass, and jagged, thorn-like protrusions lined its back, twitching with the last remnants of life.
The Bloodthorn Serpent.
A fierce low-ranked Demonic Soldier Beast… now on the brink of death.
From the side, Cloudia stood tall in her human form, eyes sharp and calm.
"Now, little tiger," she commanded softly.
In the next breath, a crackling surge of lightning burst from the mouth of the white tiger—now in her massive beast form.
The bolt struck with blinding speed and thunderous power.
"HSSSAAAA—!"
The serpent let out one final hiss of defiance before its lifeless body collapsed to the forest floor, its sharp scales flickering dimly as the last of its energy faded.
Cloudia stepped forward, clapping her hands with a small smile. "Well done, little tiger."
