The DownMyrads—a group of twisted demons known for their cruel experiments on monsters and mana beasts.
In the game, they had tried to control them, turning them into weapons, and unleash them for mass massacre.
They were the ones who created that black demonic crystal. And this wasn't their only project. They had their hands in many others, all just as dangerous.
'Hard to believe it all started from the forbidden zones…' Azhriel thought, eyes fixed on the monkey's body.
The beast was writhing, its body swelling and twisting from the demonic energy. Dark veins crawled across its skin, pulsing like something alive.
"Keik"
Its eyes turned pitch black, and a sharp screech burst from its mouth—loud enough to ripple through the air like a shockwave. Azhriel winced, his head pounding from the sound, but this time, he stayed focused.
