Heavy rain poured down, the fine silver threads had brewed for a while and transformed into a waterfall falling towards the wilderness.
The time was noon, when the sky should have been bright, but because of the thick, heavy clouds, the entire world was shrouded in a dark and deep rain curtain.
A giant creature was trudging through the mud.
This was a sword-jawed beast, about twelve meters long, with scales and claws, resembling a fusion of crocodile and lion, its most notable feature being the pair of giant bone blades extending from its lower jaw.
They were three meters long, the surface covered with iron-hard enamel, glinting coldly in the rain.
The fierce beast was tracking a herd of iron-horned deer.
Its steps were unbelievably light, the padded paws enabled it to walk silently in the rain. Whenever it spotted traces of prey, it lowered its body, and the bone blades on its head trembled slightly.
This was the sword-jawed beast's unique hunting posture.
