Stirred

Hours later, Ryu walked out of the forest with a little creature obediently sitting on his palm. His body was still covered in slowly faded thin marks, one of which was even across his brow, running down his forehead and almost taking one of his eyes. It was clear that he had had a number of close calls dealing with this little one and yet it was nothing more than half the size of his palm. 

The creature was a small butterfly. Compared to a mortal butterfly, it was easily twice as large as it should be. However, compared to what one would expect from an Eleventh Order Beast, it was far too small, so small, in fact, that Ryu was almost certain it had the Adept Body Sin Talent much like Nemesis did. 

However, this actually wasn't the case.