Forming A Plan

GRUUUUUUU!

A deep roar of anger left the chameleon's maw as it suddenly swiped to the side, only for a scythe's edge to flash past its neck, carving a deep three-centimetre line within. Another mournful roar echoed through the forest.

Red blood covered its entire body, various blade marks scattered all over it. Now, with its neck oozing blood, it felt tempted to run as it instantly retreated, scrambling back into the trees. It climbed rapidly, its body shifting to blend with the leaves. But then—

A shadow appeared right on top of the tree, standing in its path as Ryuk soared downward, his scythe raised high above his head.

FLIIICCCCKK!

Instantly, the chameleon lashed out its tongue toward the falling Ryuk, who swung his scythe with all his power.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!