The RattleConda Dark Secrets!

"Be... warned... Isha..."

The growling, hellish voice resounded as Isha turned her head behind the snake's corpse, finding a figure crouched on the ground.

A figure claded in a weird, shimmering cloak of dark energy with strange scales that rapidly shifted and twisted. A ginormous scythe slowly melded back into the robe, disappearing as the figure rose.

It was none other than Ryuk—who reappeared once again in his previous image, his ripped-out arms and legs having fully regenerated.

"One second of lost concentration. One second of the wrong thought… and your fate would not be much different from the Rattleconda lying dead beneath your feet," Ryuk stated seriously.

Summoning a new set of clothes from his spatial ring, he donned them, replacing the ones that had been torn off.

Isha looked at the severed upper body of the Rattleconda, a cautious flash in her eyes. She understood why the beast had met its end.