What does it matter? [A small chimera lunges at him, it's fang digging into his arm.]
Going to try and stop me too? [ "Too?"
He grips the neck of the chimera with his other arm, squeezing. It's a good thing these were just made of parchment and ink, cause he basically decapitated the monster with his own strength. Ink splatters all over him, but it didn't seem to bother him. Instead he's marveling at his own power, the delightful feeling of crushing these monsters in his claws.]
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Going to try and stop me too? [ "Too?"
He grips the neck of the chimera with his other arm, squeezing. It's a good thing these were just made of parchment and ink, cause he basically decapitated the monster with his own strength. Ink splatters all over him, but it didn't seem to bother him. Instead he's marveling at his own power, the delightful feeling of crushing these monsters in his claws.]