CRAVING THE PRIMORDIAL ELDER
Zoran didn't play with his prey, he pinned the thrashing monster to the ground with a single paw, and with one swift jerk of his neck, he ripped the creature’s head clean off its shoulders.
The silence that followed was absolute.
Zoran stood over the lifeless body, his obsidian fur ruffled by the wind, as he tossed the severed head aside as if it were a piece of trash.
But as the adrenaline began to fade, a strange phenomenon occurred. The twisted body of the abomination began to convulse.
The protruding ridges on its spine sank back into the flesh, and the patchy fur dissolved. The massive, bladed claws retracted, shrinking and turning back into broken and bloodied human fingernails .
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