One Hell of a Statue!

Jack could feel it… 

This Statue wasn't bloody normal! It actually held killing intent?!

Just coming a few meters from it was enough to raise alarm bells in his soul. How was it that a single statue felt more threatening than all the soldiers from before?! 

Yet, there would be no way around it, Jack knew this. Quitting the Training Grounds wasn't an option. Only by going through this would he become a full-fledged lizardman. 

"Welp, here goes nothing. Be a good statue, alright?" 

And with this, his claw finally extended to touch the statue. And yet, many couldn't help but gasp. Why did it look like he was reaching for the dick?! 

Sadly, it was too big for the ol' dick twist so he settled for the little toe. But he had barely touched it when it happened. 

The Training grounds? Gone! 

The terrified Newborns? Also gone! 

The gasping Instructor and soldiers? Gone too!