カイ・グリーンさんのインスタグラム写真 - (カイ・グリーンInstagram)「No heat signatures. No sounds. Nothing. The only sounds that echo through the ruins of this world are the Predator’s labored breathing. This world is a festering wound in the galaxy. Ravaged by pain and war. These were meant to be scattered tribes; resilient warriors but still of flesh and bone. Whatever this King Kai is, his powers and skills have been honed by this hellscape. He came here from a distant world to hunt for sport. His kind relishes a challenge, but this is something different. He cannot taste King Kai’s fear. There are no shouts of anguish or thrashing as the terror grips his target. He has waited days for a mistake. A simple slip. For King Kai to break. Yet, if it weren’t for his shattered self-destruct device, he’d have no proof this King Kai was here at all. It’s as if he’s walked this fragmented landscape for days on a lone pilgrimage to his own destruction. It has become readily apparent that whatever this is, it’s no longer his hunt. King Kai is leading him to his doom. He unsheathes his wrist blades, remaining vigilant as he searches for this King Kai. He has never walked in the shoes of his victims before. Years of training and battle, countless enemies slaughtered, and yet he begins to feel his hand tremble. No. No he cannot lose focus now. There is something out there waiting for him and it is no man. He needs to keep it together. He cannot make a mistake now. It is too late. King kai’s blade severs his Achilles’ tendon in one clean cut. There will be no escape. His mind struggles to focus as he feels the white hot burning of his bode pierce his chest. There is only one predator here... . #KINGKAI > #PREDATOR」1月23日 22時00分