The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 942

Chapter 942 MICE!

Hawk dove towards the farm, and the Dwarves working the field looked up in horror at the massive flaming bird coming for them and their livestock.

Then he banked hard and let loose a stream of blue fire through the Giant Stone Rats. Fur burned away, and anguished howling filled the air, even thousands of metres away, where Karl was watching the scene.

The beasts put up earth barriers to defend themselves, or tunnelled underground. But the farmers were ready for that tactic, and an [Earthquake] type spell collapsed the tunnels and forced the rats back to the surface.

The Giant Stone Rats were a Royal Ranked menace to Dwarven society with their earth magic and voracious appetite. But they also left networks of tunnels near the surface that were a threat to livestock, who often stepped on a shallow tunnel and fell through. That could cause broken limbs, or even trap young animals.

That alone was enough to put the species on the most hated beasts list for farmers everywhere.

However, as Karl watched the battle, he realized that calling these things 'rats' was more of an epithet than a description. They were quite furry, with no tails. More of a hamster than a rat.

Not that Hawk cared. They were still a form of mice to him.

He was collecting bodies by the dozen as he roasted them from above, and he had put out a few [Hellstorm] vortexes on the road so that they wouldn't damage the crops.

Cara was laughing in her space as Hawk went wild, trying to hunt as many of the Giant Stone Rats as he could before they all ran away.

They had already started to scatter, and Hawk was having to hurl fireballs further by the second, but the farmers were celebrating the surprise intervention by a passing bird monster.

They hadn't noticed Karl still floating in the sky, they were too focused on Hawk, so they were under the impression that Hawk was just a wild beast passing by.

Plus, Karl was so far above the battle, that he was only a black spot in the sky, which any normal person would assume was some sort of bird, and not a flying humanoid. [That's as many as I can get. The rest are hiding too deep.] Hawk decided, then collected the last of his snacks and turned back to the sky, where Karl was waiting for him.

[Do you have enough to last you a while now?]

[At least two weeks. They're only Royal Ranked, so they're not very filling, but the taste is superb. I can use them as snacks between meals.]

Karl moved himself into position in front of Hawk's wings as the bird passed underneath, and they were off on their mission to the west again, passing over the Narabar river.

With the mountain range giving way to craggy hills, the number of farms and wild beasts increased, but most of them were no threat to the farmers. Eliminating all the wildlife caused more problems than it solved, so the Dwarves only dealt with the most destructive or dangerous of them, and let the others live their lives.