BOOM!
Dyon's manifestations erupted.
His weapon's pagoda leered domineeringly, dripping with a blood red aura.
Wings burst from his back, one wrapping around Ri as his energy continued to rise.
Ri was stunned. 'What's he doing…'
When Dyon had thought those statues weren't normal… he couldn't have been more correct.
These statues were the guardians of Dead Kings Valley. At their peak, their power was unprecedented. Even with the ravages of time, their power wouldn't pale in comparison to a lower Celestial Stage expert. And yet Dyon asked them to kneel!
Ri felt the warmth of Dyon's wing and the softness of its feathers, blushing when her hands found their way to his bare torso, but she couldn't help but warn him.
