A turbid breath left Dyon's lips as his eyes reddened. The castle hall became filled with an uncontrolled bestial might.
In that moment, the fifty puppets seemed to sink into the ground they stood on, the creaking of their armor overwhelming the once quiet atmosphere.
'Such Presence will definitely affect the flow of energy within the puppets…' The black-armored guardian thought to itself. 'It seems that I've underestimated this man a bit too much. To think he would have comprehended Titan will to such a level despite being so young. And Emperor Presence as well… He does have the capital to be arrogant. Unfortunately, this is nothing before Lord Creator.'
The four beast babies inexplicably plopped themselves down, crossed legged, as though they were preparing to watch a show. Sen even pulled out a ripe celestial fruit, munching away at its dense energy with a happy expression on his face.
