The Hole

"You are different from the others I saw before. You look strong," Draven grinned.

"That's a Duskborn Chimera!" Deka called out.

"Be careful, Draven! It's a Hybrid Rank B! It's unlike an ordinary beast!" 

But as he speaks, the Duskborn Chimera's piercing eyes lock onto Deka.

A cold sweat dripped down Deka's forehead. He stiffened under its gaze.

The air grew heavier. Then, to their surprise, the Chimera vanished!

Gone in an instant.

Deka barely had time to react when a flash of black fur appeared right in front of him.

The Chimera's claws lashed out. They were about to cut through the air when...

"Tch!"

There was a blur of motion. A solid impact from behind.

"BOOM!"

Draven's Morphos slammed into the Chimera's back, sending it skidding forward, passing the two.

"Rude beast," Draven smirked, resting Morphos on his shoulder. 

"Turning your back on me like that?"