Redhawk Caldera Monster

It did not take long before Whip understood what he had done, yet the realization that he had killed for no reason brought him no anguish or regret. It simply was. In fact, the act felt empowering. The beetle was a lesser creature. Existing for no reason, the bug was far beneath him. As he stared at the squashed mass, Whip felt a fleeting sense of self-importance. Perhaps this was what Peter's killer had felt like.

The thought scared Whip, but he had little time to reflect on it because he was soon joined by his father. 

As soon as Whip heard his father's voice, he quickly turned his head with eyes wide as if he had been caught in the midst of something dastardly. He was silent for a moment, but he soon addressed his father with a succient, "No," before returning his exploratory gaze to the beetle's waylaid body.