Immediately upon seeing this massive cannibal, Elias knew that he had met a challenge that would test him to the limit, and a small smile began to creep upon the edge of his lips.
Elias knew that the shocking crash he had heard before did not come from this cannibal, who seemed to be the obvious leader here, but happened deeper in the forest, and from the way the ground shook, should have come from underground.
And yet, he no longer cared about that matter; everything in him was focused on this prey. He was not like the others, and Elias could tell, and it was not about his size, although he was seven and a half feet tall, shoulders broader than two men, and skin stretched so tight over bulging muscle it gleamed like wet marble under the fading light of the sun; evening was approaching.
His black void eyes burned with a faint inner light like a cat, and Elias knew that to this man, night and day made no difference.
