Shark POV
flashback
When His Majesty commanded me to rescue my member from those humans, only one thought occupied my mind: no matter what I had to do, I would save him.
But now, they were transporting him in a truck. I don't even know if he's inside or not—there's no sound coming from within the truck.
"Do you understand what I'm saying?" The man standing in front of me is speaking, but I have no idea what he's talking about.
However, I do know one thing—he thinks I'm His Majesty.
I could respond to this man in my Skinwalker form, but I won't, because he seems insane.
Not that it's a problem—after all, my nickname is "Madman."
Without saying a word, I leapt down from the truck, kicking up dust as I landed.
Seeing my actions, the man and his two soldiers stepped back in fear, though their guns remained trained on me.
I walked to the back of the truck and tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge despite my repeated attempts. That's when I heard the man laugh.
