Quite a distance away from Edagon, Skullius was watching the torrent of brilliant power coming from Jiggorrhax's maw with a massive grin, a hand placed before his eyes to reduce the glare.
He was currently using Crude Vision – where he took on the black, white and grey visual properties of his Crude World Projection form without actually leaving his body – to witness the spectacular scene.
The sea was boiling and evaporating at a furious rate, but Skullius was unbothered. If anything, the searing steam wafting upward all around and the shuddering, endless shockwaves coming from Edagon only served to make him all the more excited.
"Magnificent!" Skullius exclaimed and cackled maniacally.
His right index fingertip subconsciously caressed the beautiful white ring with a zigzag pattern nestled around his right middle finger.
