C457 A Tank in One Mouth

The night had yet to completely fall, and everything around him was in sight. When Everett raised his head from the observation deck, he saw the scales deeply embedded in the wooden frame.

This thing could not be called a scale, it was more like a shell covering the monster.

"Everett, look, why does this shell look like the shell of a turtle? It feels so hard!"

After Fatty said that