Massacre

"We saw this monster first. We had been chasing it before, but we didn't expect that it ran out of energy and died halfway. You don't want to steal our prey, right?" The armored man's smile carried a sinister edge, and he was quiet good at distorting truth.

The others team member widened their eyes in surprise, never expecting Sanchia Calderon would dare utter such words.

How could he be so sure that this monster wasn't slain by this man?

Although they had this thinking, nonen of them wanted to dismantled the armored man's stance.

Their gaze fixed on the monster's corpse, and their eyes brimming only with fiery intent.

If they could lay claim to this monster's remains, it'd be a massive gain.

"Friend, what my companion said is true. We indeed spotted the monster first," Heriberto Cabrera calmly stepped forward, and standing shoulder to shoulder with Sanchia Calderon.