It was a humanoid giant, reaching a height of 50 metres as it cracked through the island like it was an egg shell. From afar, this was all Torq could witness, before his boat moved past the horizon.
His facial muscles dribbled the sweat racing down his cheeks, for they were trembling so hard out of sheer fear. 'I've barely started my life here and there's already such a monster out there, in scary proximity.'
He eyed the rest of his team, who seemed to be oblivious to the fact of the island's destruction and only hoped to reach the Battleships as soon as possible.
His Narlakk Pet was constantly sending pollen into his body, using a portion as a medicine to replenish his Prana reserves constantly, aiding him in charging up a needle.
The rest were absorbing his characteristics, which the Narlakk Pet consumed shortly after. This was how it could keep maintaining its physical characteristic of Mystic Mist Art.
