Cain couldn't believe his eye. He was looking at a surreal scene right now. The skies were reddish crimson as a 500-meter behemoth was stomping and smashing demonic beasts kneeling in front of it. The titanic giant was covered in crimson armor. A long horn pointed to the skies like a sword on its forehead.
On its shoulders were circular half wheels that were plated in armor. Its right forearm had a lance twice its legacy weapon's length. Its left arm had a giant kite shield with the tip pointing out. The tyrannical armored figure smashed its shield and impaled beasts with its lance. All while its green eyes were glowing.
The figure's jaw was smiling in a savage grin. The blonde swordsman and the rest of his team were half-kneeling a few kilometers away from the center of the horde. It took everything they had not to bolt and run from the overwhelming pressure the being was emitting. He proceeded to check the status of his party.
