Blood was common here.
In the small town of Goten, demons were legends, stories told by parents to frighten their youngsters into doing what they ask.
But there was this one man Arnold Buo, who had saved 2 children from a River beast when he was hunting one day, since then, he had been known as a fugitive, a man on the run- a man who was said to live with dragons.
Those 2 children that he saved described him as: tall- about the size of a fully grown giant, muscular- his arms were to be wider than the Pacific Ocean, yet there was one thing that set him apart from someone else- his eyes.
His eyes were mint green, wild and free.
Even though he was always carrying around his axe, his eyes were soulful and caring. And the two children that he had saved had been slaves in the market places. The drudges were sent to a river to retrieve some water, their owners knew that the River had a lively beast, crawling inside, always looking for prey. It was said to have 6 sets of gills, 2 rows of teeth, and 1 eyeball- one eyeball in the middle of its head- one eyeball that could squirt poison and arsenic into a travelers eyes. It would act like an innocent little sardine fish that had washed up on shore. By the time anybody had realized that the fish was welling up in size, it was too late- there had been over 35 killings by that lake each year.
But the talons on the beast!

The talons on the beast could slice open a brick in one touch. Kill 2 children in a millisecond, destroy an axe with one flick. Still, Arnold was not intimidated but the beast, he just saw it as a misunderstood tree frog. Even though he had soulful eyes, he knew that he had to destroy the giant- the giant that was called ‘Reptillica’. So he swung at Retillica’s eye, but missing and just giving him a nice nail cut. Arnold, no matter how much he loved his axe, still knew that it would slow him down with its weight, so he gave it to the slaves to handle and defend themselves as he shimmied up a bent, broken, and collapsing tree.