Two black horns slowly emerged from within Amon's hair. They were curved horns, similar to that of a ram.
Their length easily went beyond one foot which was a frightening thing to see. Combined with the fact that Amon's eyes were glowing a dangerous shade of red, he looked like the evil demon from old stories of heroes.
"Wrath is a wonderful thing. Even in the face of power, it can give quite a shock to people." Amon commented before clenching his hands into fist. "I hope you were expecting this."
Amon suddenly released a wave of power from his hands, sending the mages flying away. The black aura around his body started burning the skin of the mages, making a few of them scream.
Those who tried to fight back found out that their attacks were immediately absorbed by Amon's aura. Their attacks also resulted in an increase in the speed of their skin being boiled.
