When the dust settled, it revealed the colossal figure of the hybrid crouching on the ground, their eight wings forming a protective cocoon engulfed in silvery flames around their body.
The emerald armor was cracked and the wings bore more holes than Swiss cheese. The gold and black scales beneath were visible while the four arms of the creature ended at the elbow in bloody stumps.
Yet the aura of the hybrid had grown stronger and it neared the bright white. The wounds healed and the armor repaired itself at a speed that was slightly inferior to that of a real white core.
The Abomination Touch drained the nutrients from the ground, the Hands fed the hybrid with endless world energy, and the Spirit Magic infused in the tower boosted their vitality
"Our turn!" The hybrid unfurled their wings that blazed with elemental power while their twin mouths opened.
