Grey knew it was his because it reflected the same starry symbol that his own jade slip currently displayed.
The moment he saw it lodged within the belly of the mutated creature, his footsteps came to an abrupt halt.
For several seconds, he simply stared at it.
His breath caught slightly in his throat.
A faint uneasiness rose within him as he bent down and carefully examined the corpse of the mutated beast. He reached out and ran his fingers lightly across its ruined hide, his gaze sweeping over every part of its body.
The creature's flesh had been horribly distorted, and several parts of its body had already begun to rot. Its blood had mixed with the strange fluids produced by the corrosion, creating a foul-smelling substance that clung to its wounds.
Grey's expression gradually became more solemn.
Fortunately, after carefully examining the corpse, he didn't find any traces of human flesh within the grotesque mixture.
Only then did he quietly heave a small sigh of relief.
