Yalatola

In a world where beast masters rule by taming magical creatures and competing in thrilling tournaments, becoming the most celebrated sport, Eratz seemed destined for greatness. Surrounded by friends and family, his path was set until a shocking betrayal shattered his dreams. 

Fueled by the pain of his betrayal, Eratz looks up at the night sky, finding a new purpose. He vows to rise from the ashes and conquer the beast master world, determined to become the greatest and reclaim his lost honor.

Dominion of The Beast Masters

Eratz frowned as he observed the cracks spreading across Kallistra's face. From the spots where shards had fallen, emerald light shimmered faintly beneath.

Her body seemed to be an intricate masterpiece, a flawless emerald sculpture hidden beneath a layer of skin.

"Huh," Eratz muttered, narrowing his eyes. "It felt… really good to punch you. But now, I'm not so sure. Did you even feel that?"

Kallistra chuckled, the sound soft but laced with amusement. She raised a hand to rub the broken side of her face, tracing the cracks with a lazy finger.

"Asking if I felt that? My, my, Eratz… that's a bold question coming from someone like you. Worried because I don't look normal anymore? Even though this appearance it's something you're very familiar with."

She planted one hand on her hip and tilted her head, her smirk widening. Then, with a snap of her fingers, she uttered a single word.

Titan Drop