“WHERE IN THE STARBLAZES ARE YOU, THRACKER???” Dexius angrily whispered as he followed the Vexan Mawl Beast’s location on his Holo-Map.

  Homing in on the flashing ‘red blip’ that was designated as the Mawl, the cunning warrior was drawing near its location.

  With Pulsar Saber extended in his right hand and his Auto-Rifle being held with his other, the Last Guardian gritted his teeth as he mentally prepared himself for the unexpected.

  After sprinting nearly twenty miles through the forest, Dexius had finally come upon the beast’s location.

  He was then startled by a tree branch crackling off in the distance.

  Looking away from the holo-map for a brief milli-cycle, Dexius set his sights on the direction where the noise came from.

  “REVEAL YOURSELF!” Dexius called out as he tightened the already extremely tight grips that he had on his weapons

  With no response after waiting for a milli-cycles, the Blue Guardian went back to hunting.

  Coming upon the smoldering wreckage of the Mawl’s Escape Shuttle Pod that it had traveled to Earth in, Dexius inspected it thoroughly.

  Having been fried to a blackened crisp by the Earth’s multi-layered atmosphere, the Last Guardian lowered his brow as he examined the wreckage more closely.

  Realizing that whatever was placed inside of the pod had literally clawed and tore itself out of its former transport astro-vessel, Dexius instantly knew ‘what’ he was hunting for.

  “THEY SENT A THRACKING MAWL,” Dexius said to himself as he felt a cold chill run up his spine.

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  With no signs of a Mawl Beast anywhere (thankfully), Dexius carefully looked through a couple nearby bushes and brush piles… Not realizing that instead of becoming the ‘hunter’ in this very dangerous situation that he had actually become… THE PREY.

  So, as Dexius continued his search, perched up in a tall tree above his position was the Vexan Mawl Beast.

  Covered in thick, black as night red-striped fur with long and black, razor-sharp bone protrusions that ran from its neck all the way down to its whip-like, razor edged tail, the four, blood red eyed Vexan Mawl Beast watched the Last Guardian with its Thermal Body Heat Signature vision.

  Digging its four clawed fingers into the tree's trunk, the feral Mawl watched over Dexius like a hawk eyeing a lone fish swimming in a stream.

  WARM SALIVA then started to drip down from Mawl’s razor sharp fangs as its eyes burned on the unsuspecting warrior.

  After searching through the last, nearby thick patch of brush, Dexius stood up and cursed, “URGH… THRACK!”

  Looking around the area that laid out before him, the Blue Guardian continued to shout “WHERE ARE YOU?!?! Thracking show yourself, you wretched creature!!!”

  “GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR….”

  Hearing a hungry growl from up above himself, Dexius’s whole body instantly froze up in fright.

  Tightening the grips that he had on his Auto-Rifle and Saber, the Blue Guardian knew that the Mawl had found him.

  With his back still facing the beast, Dexius knew that he was cornered.

  So, with no hope left in sight, Dexius had no choice but to bring out his FINAL OPTION.

  “ACTIVATE!!!” the Lieutenant cried out madly as a MASSIVE BURST of BLUE LIGHT ENERGY emerged from his Energy Shifter to engulf him in its blinding bright radiance… JUST AS THE MAWL LEAPT OUT OF THE TREE AND BEFELL UPON HIM LIKE A WEIGHTED NET OF DEATH!!!