812 RESENTMENT

There was this grin that plastered on Decratic's lips when he watched the sky. His red eyes penetrated the darkness of the forest of the Untouchable Land, where most of the monsters from all over the continent had gathered there, feeling the strong power from a certain creature within the deep of this forest. 

The grin morphed into a full blown excitement as he closed his eyes, as if he could feel something in the air. 

On the side, Zeke was waiting for him with a great news too. But, he didn't dare to disturb his master, until Decratic addressed him himself. 

"Don't you think tonight is a very beautiful night?" Decratic asked, as if he was singing. His mood was so bright, a stark contrast of the carcasses beneath his feet. The dead bodies of the people from the Celestial Moon packs.