Sarka was strong. Every monster at Kaerno's Pillar knew this, and Adam was no exception to that rule.
Up until that moment, he hadn't seen her fight, but he could sense everything from her aura, from her attitude toward future battles. Only someone strong enough could behave that way. He knew this because he was the same.
But Sarka had one significant flaw, she flew into a rage too quickly, and it was hard for her to stop until she had torn her enemy's head off.
In fact, that was exactly the fate that awaited the first servant had Adam not been there.
"Enough. If you kill him now, we won't be able to learn anything. That's not part of our plan, is it?" Adam said calmly, looking into her large, hunger-filled eyes.
The first servant had no choice but to await Sarka's decision. He had already lost one of his hands, and her claws were poised right before his throat.
Sarka stared at Adam. Her eyes grew deeper and wilder, until…
Blink. Blink. Blink.
