The sleepy-looking boy slowly opened his eyes, fixed his gaze on Owl, and asked, "Do you know what you're doing?"
His voice did not match his appearance at all. Like a young lion roaring with the voice of an adult, it rang as deep and resonant as a bell.
"Trying to act like a badass?"
Owl sneered. The newcomer was an enemy, not a friend. Why bother being polite?
He stepped forward and slashed straight at the frog, making no attempt to spare the boy riding it.
Blade energy swept toward the boy and the frog. The boy immediately rose and confidently threw a punch, only for his expression to change the next instant. The terrifying blade energy sliced his fist open. He hastily twisted aside, darting to the left, but the frog failed to dodge and was instantly cut in half.
The boy landed on the ground, his bleeding rapidly stopping. A glimmer of gold actually showed beneath his split skin. He frowned and glared at Owl, saying in a low voice, "I underestimated you. To think you could unleash such terrifying blade energy. Is the legacy you received related to blades?"
"Take a guess." Owl sheathed his blade and smiled with narrowed eyes.
The boy grabbed his own face and suddenly pulled upward, his body rapidly transforming. As his facial skin tore apart, an enormous golden lion's head abruptly emerged. Then he ripped away his skin bit by bit, revealing golden fur underneath. As he tore it off, his body rapidly swelled from its original height of 1.4 meters to over three meters.
No.
That was not his skin. Owl's gaze gradually darkened.
It was a child's skin. This bastard had flayed a child and made a human-skin disguise.
"You deserve to die!"
Owl struck abruptly, swinging the