The Kolgans' reckless fighting style originated from the near immortality that the Forbidden Sun bestowed upon them, yet now they discovered to be mortals again.
Blood, flesh, and organs splattered everywhere without putting themselves together like usual. The Kolgans had long forgotten what the fear of death was yet they promptly remembered it when their fallen comrades failed to arise again.
War cries turned into screams of terror as those closer to the scaled titan attempted to escape from his deadly touch. The silver pillar grew in size with Lith and reached the size of a small tower.
'Dammit, I'm not used to such a big body nor to have so many cores. I can barely tap into a fraction of this form's real power because of the partial destructive interference between the different energy signatures.
