They will absorb the power of the Earth Stone to complete the final evolution, but how long this will take is unknown.
Under the dim light, the slaughterhouse for exotic beasts is filled with a thick smell of rust and blood.
Piercing howls rise and fall, echoing between the cold walls. One by one, exotic beasts are tightly bound by iron chains, their pupils flashing with fear and despair.
Many exotic beasts are being hacked at with slaughter sabers by the butchers.
The floor of the slaughterhouse is covered with coagulated blood, the crimson stains intertwining with the dark brown marble floor to form a cruel picture.
The butchers, responsible for the slaughter, wear leather coats stained with blood, their slaughter sabers gleaming coldly. Every swing is accompanied by the howling of exotic beasts and the splatter of blood.
