Alpha Magma could almost feel Leonel's eyes sharpen. It was akin to a blade being pressed into his skin, like a knife being twisted into his heart, like a searing piece of metal being branded onto his flesh.
His senses heightened and his rhino-nose even twitched slightly as he took his first step back.
Leonel's spear was swapped out for a rolling wave of killing intent. It was as though the spear itself had already vanished, and instead he was enveloped by a dense web of them, covering him from all sides.
Alpha Magma suddenly felt enlightened. Was this what it truly meant to have a Domain… to form a Glaive Domain?
The bout of enlightenment was like a fierce wave crashing through his body and the ground beneath his feet suddenly became a wasteland of boiling lava and searing rock.
It quickly covered the distance and instantly became the only ground that Leonel could step on for the surrounding several hundred meters.
