Jayden walked up to the Razorback with a wicked grin. The beast saw Jayden approaching and was even more terrified, but it didn't run. It was as though it was too traumatized to even move.
Jayden stood in front of the beast. Its black eyes were wide, trembling, its tusks glinting under the pale moonlight. Unlike the others, it hadn't charged. It hadn't moved. It just froze, paralyzed by the sight of what Jayden had done to its comrades.
Blood painted the earth. The ground was cracked and torn. Twenty-four D-Rank beasts, slaughtered in one night. By a single teenage boy.
What could be more traumatizing than that?
Jayden's muscles loosened, the dense weight of the Earth Smasher Form peeling away as he willed it to deactivate. The black hair retreated, his massive body shrank, and the armored skin melted back into flesh.
By the time he stood in his normal form again, only his steady breathing and blood smears across his arms and neck remained as proof of the battle.
